Onomatopeia: My Morning
My sisters feet clip-clop on the stairs.
The cat meows at the foot of my bed.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
I slowly sit up as my bed creaks when I shift.
I smell the sizzling pop of the eggs.
My dog barrels into my room as his collar jingles.
Hiss. Growl. Hiss. Growl. Meow!
I can’t wait until my order of earplugs comes in.