My Morning Routine
The sun rose again today
Morning birds sang their song
The newspaper I still get
Was waiting on my lawn
The early morning dog walkers
Were giving Fido his exercise
My son yawned and stretched in bed
Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes
The smell of my wife’s coffee
Tickled the inside of my nose
She swept all the bread crumbs
Off her newly ironed clothes
She gave a faux kiss, Goodbye
As she rushed on out the door
Our lips hardly ever touch
Like once they did before
My son dawdles upstairs
Time for me to begin the morning fuss
That continues from this moment
Until he runs to catch the bus
Still in my gym shorts and tee shirt
I sit at my office desk at home
Before I start my real job
Think I’ll write a little poem
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