Monday, February 17, 2020

new wings

I yawn,
I stretch. I jump out of bed
into the cold
stream
of a shower.

energized and ready for the day.

work
on this holiday.

but it's good.
a sweet
new day in February.

untroubled, untethered,
a bird
with new wings.

a cup of joe,
the radio.

and off we go.

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