I missed you.
With your blazing red sky and faint toast smell.
Your sleepy eyed shuffle to the espresso machine.
Eager dog greeting me, wagging for his breakfast.
The refrigerator hums as if to say, good morning, I missed you.
I like it when you visit me, shuffle through my contents. I’m always excited to see what you’ll choose. p.s. the milk is getting old.
I’m happy to see you. You’re the sign of a new day, a fresh start, an energized brain and body.
A new smile on an old face.