I pop a wheat bagel
in the toaster
& sit down
just in time
to catch
the mysterious magic
of the morning...
Wide awake at 4am
as the sky begins
to lighten
& the birds sing
their greetings to
another day...
It has been a restless
night,
full of tossing
& turning...
sleep passing me by,
only long enough
to taunt me...
Again,
I look down to see
my hands & arms
covered in paint
from the night before,
where I sat
on the front porch
& painted to the
sounds of the night
& to City and Color
as I watched
Diana pack up her car
and drive away...
I look up,
and the sky is now
filled with light...
a new day,
promising
new beginnings...
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