MorningSong (to Bean)

Dawn is yawning

Orange and white

Erasing nights dark

Blues and black

A skied pallet

Of warm colors

Sleepy trees stretch

Full of birds

Beginning to chat

Dew diamonds sprinkle

Blades of grass

Like spun webs

Of sugar cane

Coffee maker gurgles

Gargles and groans

Streaming into cups

Two in hand

Spilling a bit

Kissing you awake

You kiss sip

Smile and wink

And like birds

Begin your delicate

Morning song repertoire