You have once again allowed my earthly soul to mingle with the earthly souls of others.
I have awakened from an evening's slumber to slowly remove my bed's covers.
A morning person I am.... all chatty and full of smiles.
But don't you worry...I eventually hush myself after while.
It's just that, when my eyes first open, I feel like there is so much to do.
Like...sharing myself with the world ..and my poetry too.
Always humbled by any like soul that reads my words.
I rise, I try to shine...I serenade you all like dawn's chatty birds.
My second chance at life will not be wasted.
From dawn to dusk each day will be thoughtfully tasted.
To then at day's end... lay my head down on my pillows to rest.
And dream of more sunsets on the horizon off to my west.

....to awaken once more
....standing in awe at life's door
....and sharing myself with those in need of an encore.

'Yours and everyone's concrete poet'
👷🏻‍♂️