The Day Awakens

The Day Awakens

A lone squirrel does a tightrope act along the fence

Otherwise the morning is still with a blanket of suspense

The sky still lacks the brightness of the sun

I look for motion in the leaves but there is none

Even the flies that normally join me are late

It’s like the day is up, but not yet awake

I could swear I just saw the day stretch and yawn

About the time out in the meadow I spy a fawn

The orchestra in the pit begins to coo and sing

And the sounds of day start to have a familiar ring

A little bird hops by in the yard like dancing the stroll

The day nods and smiles and says, “Let’s Roll”