Into the Day

Trickles of music ride through the air
through the partitioned yards of the row houses
in early morning.
Sunlight winking between buildings and fence slats
smells of coffee brewing, toast toasting
spring bird song overrides the music
in sweet intervals
as I step into the yard- into the day.



Voices whispering
Smell of coffee
Sound of the shower running
Cat kneading my back
Morning comes
I open one eye
See sunlight instead of fog
My feet hit the floor
The day begins