Awoken,

8 A.M.
Sun creeps threw those black out curtains,
As I gaze at the beams of light,
I think,

"The old house I once lived,
I'd look to the light beaming through,
And always see dust",

'Floating,"

"Lingering in the air,"

"Always reminding me,
of the dry old houses age,"

Its was calming,
"As calming to me as the ocean,
but so is this fresh air,
Of the new environment."

I check the time again,
8:12 A.M.
"I'll just close my eyes."

Awoken,

So Suddenly,

As the sound of five small engines,

  roars away outside my window,



The lawn crew,
"Must be the last day of the month",

9:15A.M.

I grin,
A light chuckle,
As a speak quietly to my self,

"Thanks for the good morning fellas"

I step out back to my patios,
Morning air fresh and crisp,

Not as fresh as the air,
Floating  around you at sunrise,
But still,

I close my eyes and take in the warm air,

"Today will be beautiful ",
" and I will enjoy it to my best",

My days usually start with a quiet but confident comment to start with,

Something to help start on a positive note,

Its something I started long ago with my sibling,

But I just never stopped,
Once in a while we need that boost,

From us to our selves.


And so I sit and think about my day before  and my day tomorrow,  lightly putting any intrestes in today,

I breath out a sigh of relief,

"Today's my day,"


I look out at the ducks I've been feeding,
As they start to swim,

" a swim sounds good to me to",

I smile,

I'll have my coffee or a tea, and think of the flavors,

The scent of my coffee and the sweetness in its froth,

Or the green tea and honey, maybe to much honey,

" I'll chuckle"

But I am calm,

Happy,

Sound,

And calm.

"Breakfast?", " i am hungry",
"Eggs and bacon,  a blt?,
Maybe a pb&j,  oh how about a smoothie?"

All the choices I'll make today will make me,

happy,

Calm,

Sound.