I stepped outside by sheer routine
To find the paper in the green
As usual I must shake it off
A soggy mess, so it's a loss
Now sprinklers smack me in the eyes
My PJ's soaked, (one more surprise)!
And bunny slippers, are wet again
I shuffle back up to my den
But find the door has locked and then
My neighbor waves, with stifled grins
He helps me through the window screen
All the while I want to scream!
I settle for the TV news
Oh dear! ... The world is torn in two!
So now I have the morning blues!
I turn it off, and start my brew
The window frames the early sun
The boiling pot is almost done
I let the cat out, drink my tea
I spy a mirror, who is she??!
I have a laugh as well I should
I'll drink the day, and digest the good!
For Francine's "Couplet Morning" Contest
By Carrie Richards 8/16/12