Sleepy eyes begging to close
warm blankets and arms
wrapped close
hoping to stay forever
or at least an hour longer.
That slow roll
as if a bear
waking from a winter’s nap
one foot
in front of the other
plodding to the kitchen
robbing Jeezy
of his shower’s spray
to fill the kettle.
Oatmeal rains
into the bowl
dusted with cinnamon
covered with the work
of a thousand bees.
A smooch goodbye
as the door closes
clothes thrown on
without thought
or concern.
Stepping into
one of three pairs
of the exact same
black shoe.
An endless wait
as the elevator arrives
fingers crossed
for a quick descent
without a stop.
Cheerful greetings
Jo San!
Morning!
What are you reading today?
Hello!
Jo san!
A short wait under the mall
for the bus to pull in.
DOOT
DOOT
DOOT
as the octopus cards are scanned.
Familiar faces
exchanges of nods
and smiles from ear to ear.
The endless circles begin
testing our balance
with a few stops
along the way
“Yao lok mm guy”
I descend from the bus
eyes somewhat wider
I sip my tea
as I prepare for the day.
Alasdair enters the doorway
with his bag still on his back
out of breath
from his sprint
to the classroom
looking for me
“GOODMORNING SHANNON!”
he shouts
each and every
day!
I love this description of your morning and Alasdair’s greeting!
Favorite lines: “covered with the work of a thousand bees”…you are such a poet!
Sounds like a pleasant “wake up” call!