Fruit and Wheat
this morning as i slowly rouse
i blink my vision to dappled wall
awareness of a hunger to douse
i slowly rise my frame to call
attention to today's mundane task
while equally sunning the wonder
the Sol outside myself to bask
probable late day storms 'n' thunder
the monkey chatters for coffee cup
the cup fragrant and life so sweet
standing still an appetite kicks up
for lasting meal of fruit and wheat
a bunch of grapes be red or white
a slice or two of hearty bread
would make for a repast to delight
and ease stomach into day ahead
if this is the first bite of the day
or of my life, the last meal
i can't imagine a more satisfying way
to embark in today's events to reveal
© Goode Guy 2011-06-19
true story
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