I drag myself up from deep sleep, make a cup and sit
down at the table,eyes still half shut,
put the radio on,FM one twenty one and
the music drifts slowly,stirs into my coffee,
I drink and it brings me to life.
Today is a new day, a Tuesday,I'll use it up carefully
one step at a time,don't want to waste it,want to savour
and taste it,be thrilled by it,chilled by it,live through and
look back on it and
tonight when the Sun dies making tracks into my eyes,
will be a memory of a Tuesday,
well spent.