Tuesday Bliss.
Dawn's rosy fingers streak through the sky
Birds chirping,flowers blooming;southern paradise.
Roosters trumpeting, drowsiness crumbling
Downstairs stumbling, stomach grumbling.
Growing family, think Cheaper by the Dozen
The sun rising up like the biscuits in the oven.
Greeted by mom, a slave to her passions
Sausage and hash browns to my satisfaction
Cheeks stuffed, fulfilled fried temptations
Enough to get through hibernation.
The bus is nearby , a kiss and farewell
Happy go lucky , no need for despair.