Sunday, January 19, 2020

poem of a winter morning

Even though the sky is dreary 
 And of my own thoughts I'm leery 
 I must not give in to them 
 Somehow I must think more clearly. 
I turned on the living room light 
 And thoughts of sleeping all set flight 
 Why I sat in the dark alone 
 I don't know, but this feels right. 

I've taken the dose of vitamin D 
 I've listened to my stomach's plea 
 To give it healthy, complex carbs 
 So I hope today is better for me. 

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