We awaken

  We stretch and scratch

Off to the shower unclothed and naked

     Throwing on socks that don't seem to match

          Drinking our coffee with a slice of white toast

Classical music softly playing in the background

      These are the mornings I've grown to love most

        Some rain and it's serenity....one of my favorite sounds

               Birds foraging the worms and bathing in the puddles

A morning of tranquility, a morning without life's troubles

   Listen for the "swoosh" as the morning traffic drives by

          Sit back and absorb it all as the heavens continue to cry