Morning

Every morning I hear the cereal crackle,
I see the milk soak into the flakes
And I hope I can eat it before it gets soggy.
How hard it is to get up in the morning
To force a smile onto a tired face
Before I can even get my morning shower.

My husband used up all the warm water for his shower
And my aging bones begin to creak and crackle.
I lathered my cloth and tried to wash my face
But the hair drier dried the soap and my face flaked.
I went to get the paper but we only get the one on Sunday morning
And this is Tuesday, so I grabbed the neighbor’s, which was soggy.

And the rain from the night before kept it soggy.
It was one of our infamous April showers.
The sun wasn’t out on this dreary morning,
The only sound outside was the lightning crackle.
I just hope the raindrops don’t turn to snowflakes.
I could use a sauna to remove the tension from my face.

But now my son has gotten up with a smile upon his face,
He doesn’t care if his flakes are soggy,
All he wants to do is eat his flakes
So he can watch cartoons while I am in the shower.
Soon he’s eaten it all and there is no crackle
Left in the bowl.  Silence rules the morning.

Th sun begins to warm up the morning,
My husband has a gentle smile on his face,
The sky has ceased it’s frightening crackle,
And the sun dries the papers that were soggy.
The warm water is back so I can finish a shower,
The sun has passed the threat of snowflakes.

Just as shampoo passes the threat of other flakes,
And a sweet radio song brightens the morning,
And the flowers brighten from the morning shower,
And quiet calms and angry face,
And you can laugh at flakes that are soggy
You too can laugh at the sky when it crackles.

Because flakes are flying off your face,
And the morning being too soggy
Doesn’t matter later when you shower and the fireplace crackles.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Duncan Avatar
November 26, 2020 at 9:21 PM
I absolutely love this poem!
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