Feet touch the floor beside the bed
Lips form a prayer for guidance
Slowly made my way to the
Kitchen to welcome
Birdsong greets
Eyes meet
Array
Of
Cups
Plates
Spoons
And forks
Clattering in
Meek obeisance
Duty bound to start
Another day again, meals
To serve, microwave prepared
Getting mighty good with gadgets
A heroine in the kitchen, diligence spent
A glitch caused the misalignment nd unnecessary bolding. I m sorry for the jarring though not really my fault. Good morning to all poem lovers and poets.: -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Doris, such a sweet poem...10++++