blink at the sunshine
in my eyes
streaming through the window
to my bed
my covers are warm
i let out a yawn
and stretch my arms
wide overhead
the birds are singing
and family is visiting
the coffee is on
and feet are shuffling
1 in the bath
2 in the kitchen
bacon is on
blankets are lifting
muffled laughter
old jokes told again
we are rising with the day
but being slow at the when
rooms are full
with that similar grin
slow and familiar
how long has it been?
-les’nspired
