Time to Rise
The morning fog begins to lift A pastel pallet paints eastern sky A still calm quietness settles in As dawn gives birth to a new day. One sound then another and another A lone bird greets the day, Children waiting for the bus. Shrieks an laughter as they play. Through the window rays peer in Telling me it’s time to rise. A cup of java beckons. The sun is smiling out at me Warmth radiates from head to toe A quiet moment to start my day Soon, this I’ll share with you.