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And My Family's Still Asleep

Early alarm,
Set for the same time each day.
I awaken and stumble through the dark.

Eyes adjust,
Slowly opening and focusing.
I walk down the hall and hear the dog bark.

“Okay, okay”,
I hear myself whisper,
But audible enough for her to hear.

I open the door.
Quickly she runs.
Her business done, she comes back here.

Shower now,
Quickly and quietly.
No need to awaken the rest in the house.

Brush my teeth,
Then I shave.
Still trying to stay quiet as a dormouse.

Completely dressed,
Place a kiss
Gently upon my wife’s face, without a peep.

In the hall,
Walking to the door,
Going to work and my family’s still asleep.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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