Eric Ashford Poet Free verse

Ordinary Miracles

I didn’t wake up dead this morning,
my back is no worse than yesterday.
A few customary moans and groans
as I reach the breakfast table.
My spouse is as cheerful as ever,
she hops around like a song sparrow
while I glower.
A cup of dark Columbian
I have to admit that those ordinary miracles
Ordinary miracles are on their job
and I am thusly blessed to be
Gods special little guy.

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L Milton Hankins March 29, 2022 at 8:48 AM Ah, I really like this one, Eric. The first four lines described me perfectly. Unfortunately, I have no one to fix a breakfast for me, so I stumble through making coffee and drinking my Boost! I do feel better when I start moving around. Eric Ashford May 3, 2022 at 8:08 AM Thanks for this close read and comment L Milton.

Jeff Kyser March 29, 2022 at 6:01 AM there is much to be said for the ordinary; He observes it, even when we're too preoccupied to notice Eric Ashford May 3, 2022 at 8:09 AM Yes, you nailed the pieces. Cheers Jeff.