One eye open, then the next, the motor starts turning, and the feet hit the ground
The slow to stand up, a stretch of the arms, and of course another, great big yawn
The eyes meet the light of the new day, with a subtle blink to say, ‘well…ok’
One more step and another to follow, as I go merrily (or not so much), on my way
The thought of how much I loved that pillow, now just a memory from the past
Out into the world I go, with all its challenges, that come attached
But soon I’ll once again lay my head down
Snuggle in, dream a bit, until a new day comes around