Peach State says: Coolness of the Morning Air!
My uncovered toes chilled and exposed
Against the cold bricks off the steps.
A dog travels past with runner in tow
As down to my dog’s collar I leapt.
Back inside…no time for socks
I head to my heavenly brew!
Warming my hands as the clock tick tocks,
My routine quickly resumes.
All chaos today is orderly and neat,
Everyone moves in quickened pace.
Doors open and close as time they beat,
Beginning their individual race.
A new cup in my hand filled with espresso
My toes covered up in my chair.
Attempting to warm my feet and my toes,
Safe from the Coolness of the Morning Air!
Have a great day!
Posted on May 10, 2012, in About me, coffee, family, friends, musings, Poem, Poetry, Uncatagorized, Uncategorized and tagged coffee, cool temperatures, dog, fuzzy socks, moon, morning, Poem, Routine, runner. Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.