This Morning

This Morning

Inner city roar and crickets

split pea soup for breakfast this morning

embodying ‘may it be so’ ‘may it be so’ ‘may it be so’ this morning

watermelon lip balm on lips this morning

whatever I’m feeling, I’m feeling this morning

sharing aches of hips and feet with reflexologist this morning

trees, bushes and flowers breathing me in this morning.

swaying in the yard on a large wooden swing this morning

aching joints and giving them love this morning

black squirrel rummaging through flowerbeds

another sprawled overhead this morning

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