Morning
Morning . . .
Mauve and purple
and bands of pale yellow
weave through bare December branches.
The sun hangs low, an old gold pocket watch.
Rises higher as I tiptoe
to make creamy oatmeal
and strong coffee.
Morning . . .
Copyright 2008 Marianne McNamara


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