Psst said the 
sun to sky
let’s play a
trick on moon
sure what’s up 
I’m not rising
let’s see what 
she will do 
haha said sky
and so moon
waited around patiently 
for sun to 
rise for sun
to push up
and moon to 
go down on
the celestial seesaw
but none came 
and sky now 
feeling bad decided 
to make the 
day cloudy so 
that the world 
would never see 
the moon’s tears

I cloud
hanging about 
happy above 
borne of
sea made
of moisture 
I keep 
my saltiness 
to myself 
and only 
ever weep 
cool rain 
in which 
to dance 
puddle me
this then

I now live
a hollow life
once a rifle 
now a fife
choosing to play
than scare away
knowing that strife
is no way
to live life 

There’s just something 
about this that
oh I don’t 
know lemme see
that just makes 
me blush maybe 
it’s the piano 
or the cool
quiet day as
it creeps slowly 
or oh maybe 
it’s how I
remember all these
forever mornings before 
when I never 
but really should 
have known better 
but now I’ve 
got to go 
and get coffee 
started feeling all
of those thens 

Oh this 
wee bit 
tickle of
the morning 
ticket to
pleasure punch
mine please 
let’s ride 
up and 
over and 
down and 
round and 
round again 
on the 
carousel of 
fun and 
the roller
coaster of 
glee that 
only early 
summer mornings 
can be