Hour 20: Mornings Aren’t For The Weak

Each morning when I wake up, I slowly check the time

Try to remember what day it is, even if I heard my alarm chime.

I crawl out of bed all bleary-eyed and take care of necessities

Honestly, up to that point, I avoided all complexities.

Once I finish up on that part of my routine

I go to take my dog out, he is a small one and thirteen.

We make our way back inside, I make a beeline for the kitchen

I tend to be grumbly up to that point, but I refrain from any bitc…griping.

As my coffee in the Keurig brews, I feed the dog and cat

The cat is usually yowling at me, can you imagine that?

I doctor up my coffee, a little sugar and some cream

Finally, I can sit, this is where I begin to scheme.

I think about what my day holds, work or is it a weekend?

If it is work, I gulp my drink for my energy to spend.

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