do one for this
Third alarms a charm and
I’m awake left taking the
Time to wake up and pray
To the Fates that I’ll won’t
Be left in my own wake yet
There’s no time to hate
Barely time to frustrate
With a foggy fifty degree
Morning awaiting the
Thunder and scorning of
A seventy degree winter.
Day where love isn’t
Something you can pay
For, and as soon as
I typed that a mating
Pair of Cardinals descended
From the edge of the roof
And search for food
Together in the grass –
They’ll be together
For life ;
The kind of love we all desire
8:07am 2/23/17
by the ivory rose