Today starts calm
Licking at my
Feet like a
Slow incoming tide
Tickling me with
Wonderment making me
Ask what’s in
Store like a
Late night knock
On my door
My coffee steams
Like a locomotive
Taking me to
Far off adventures
As the thought
Of you sleeping
Brings a warmth
Across me like
The sun rising
East through trees
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 