I’m taking a moment
the noises that awaken me
from dreams to reality.
The gentle birdsong,
The scuffle of little feet
The clink of the spoon on the cereal bowl.
A new day,
Beyond our imagination.
The zip of the school backpack,
The humming of the person making lunch.
An older kid helping a younger kid.
These are the quiet pleasures of a mom
Who so loves her kids so much,
That her eyes sparkle with a little moisture as
she writes this.
Good morning world.
May your morning song be beautiful.