Sunrise Coffee

Deliciously rumpled feeling,

Eyes and voice still thick with sleep,

A pair of men’s boxers as sleeping shorts…

I shove bare feet into Wallabes, pour a cup of coffee and stumble out my front door
 To sit on the front porch.

It’s amazing how every day, the world is almost completely dark,

Then hints of color appear around the mountain tops and then…

It’s light.

The rat dog and I sit for a moment longer,

Enjoying the morning cool before the searing heat of the day sets in.

Today, I am going to try and be as joyful as I can,

To not allow myself to become discouraged when the little failures crop up,

Which they will,

But to learn from their strengthening edge.

I am going to try and be as productive as possible,

To act with character,

Especially when I don’t want to.

The last few days, someone has been filling my thoughts to the point of distraction.

They don’t really have a place there and so,

Today,

I will try and fill my heart and thoughts and actions up to the brim with

Hope,

 Good books,

A new rope,

Freshly scraped hides,

Riding Bert in the (hopefully) cool of the evening,

And trying, trying, trying to spin some of the words in my head

Into my future.

xo xo Liz