Before the night's hush is torn.
Before the day's rush is born.
Before the bugs know to steer clear, as I draw near.
Before the dogs take their owners out for a walk.
Before the babies in strollers start to balk.
Before the scooters, the skaters, and the loud-mouth haters.
Before the teams appear in matching cycle gear.
That's where I was, and now you know the because.
Hope the traffic through your day is clear and thanks for reading all the way down here.
