There’s morning chill
Buzzing around me
Like plump bumblebees
God’s blue eye
Peeks through soupy
Gray clouds winking
Like attracted teenagers
Bundled in cardigan
Throwing open doors
Far off lilacs
Rush in bathing
Me in sweet
Aromatic mid-summer smell
Odors of coffee
And buttered toast
Join me here
Like old friends
Bringing me comfort
Knowing wherever you
Are you’re doing
The same things
Seeing the same
Smelling the same
Just as me
