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