morning evolution

Meaning only the best
Opening my eyes on the first sound
Rolling over and pulling off the blanket
Not one moment of hesitation before I rise
Into the beverage maker goes the water…(tharr be more)
Not one minute later I am under some steam myself
Going out of my way to get ready all quiet style
Eventually pulling on some clothes
Velocity of movements gather speed while
Opening doors and activating the morning
Loading the brain with fuel or observed opportunity
Veins of light begin growing across the floor
Inside the room a waking up rumbles around the bed
Nosing into the Orange light of breakfast time
Getting out joining the world and ready for it

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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