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Down At The Creek
Down at the creek
The sun rises magenta
Against cobalt
With a strange sandy-grey glow above
Here out on the porch
The symphony of doves
Contrast against mockingbirds
And several other songbirds of morn
So happy
Are the tunes of early morn
The crows come to life
Somewhere off in the distance
The uncaged bird sings
Because he defends his territory
Because he lets others know he's there
Because he has a mate and family or he is looking for one
Today we celebrate
Father's Day to let them know we
Appreciate
Love and
Admire them
We've celebrated
Twice already
I treated my husband
To his favorite meal
Our daughter treated him on another day
And now
We will meet with the whole family
For a homecooked meal
And enjoy a visit
We'll come home exhausted
Plop in our recliners
There we will stay for a while
My husband will sleep like a log for 1 to 3 hours
I might drop off for a few minutes or maybe up to an hour
Strange
How a nap no longer energizes
Just keeps us from getting beyond going
Copyright ©
Sara Kendrick
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