A Good Day (Poem #30/30 2019)



#30/30April8


A good day


My feet hit the wood floor

Cool and dark

Fuzzy robe on I

Walk to the kitchen

To start tea


I stare out the kitchen window

The darkness starts to

Lift as pale grey and blue

Lightens to white and yellow

The birds begin their chorus


Nesting my tea cup in hands

I sit and stare out into

The backyard as it awakes

Wet pine branches sparkle

As the morning sun hits


What will I do today?

Full of hope and possibilities 

Whatever happens

I am breathing and can see

Today is a good day

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