Winter Morning

Dark, cold winter morning,

burrow under the warm goose down

for just one minute more.

 

One, two, three,

heave back the covers 

and feel the shock of frigid tile 

as I stumble to the shower.

 

Step into the hot steam~

can I wash these thoughts

out with shampoo?

Too much to think about

before my morning joe.

 

A few quiet moments to sip 

and watch the sky fill with

little pink clouds.

 

A quick glance at the clock-

go, girl, go~ time to enter the fray.

 

Ah, warm bed

I already miss you so…

© annettealaine-2013

 

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