Captured in the morning light,
marionette movements,
such a comical sight
Two day stubble upon my face,
rasping sound as i run my chin
as though the movement could erase
Sunday morning reverie
getting breakfast for my kids
but not any for me
Watch for the cat beneath my feet
lest i step upon her tail
Don't want to hear the scrambling feet
and the shrieking wail
And you can feel the morning
sunshine on the glass
Another day is dawning
but this one too shall pass
but you hold every moment
in your grasp
to let go all too soon
for nothing ever lasts...
02-13-12
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