Morning

sleepy eyes wake to salmon hue
sneaking between the window shades

inviting feet to follow, out
to savor what the gods have made

billowing cotton stretches the sky
as I breathe in the chilly air

and little paws dance on frosty grass
reluctant to leave his lair

warmth radiates in steamy wafts
from my favorite coffee mug

filled with the best pour-over blend
made for me, the perfect hug

thinking pad and clean white sheets
lay before me, calling me home

I sink to inky depths, welcomed
direction completely unknown