Everyday Canvas

Moments

to daybreak's peace, I wake up
surprised to be alive still
and will for a cup, brewed tea that is
to revive me in its mist, and fill

me with warmth, for in the plan,
in a well-worn pan, breakfast sizzles
then, I make the bed for a start
and feed the cat, an old fart, like me

and our ticking clock hurries its stride
in a flowing tide, dancing through time
with stories to tell, books to read
things to do, until the dusk sheds its hue

to her soft spoken meows, I dim the light
and we sign in for a quiet night