Morning Wake
She stirs.
The alarm buzzed loudly fifteen minutes ago
she simply turned it off, sleepy eyed and slow.
Suddenly the covers flip back
and i am on the floor quickly sacked.
All four paws touch the carpeting once more
and i follow her till she closes the bathroom door.
At least she's up and will let me out
and I have to go hurriedly and soon, no doubt.
Patiently I watch her slowly dress
she's not full awake, hurry please or there will be a mess.
The kitchen first? Come on, I've got to go,
see me standing at the door holding back the flow?
Coffee made, the pot starts to fill and fall
here she comes, the open door to my paniic call.
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