I have learned to read
the morning sunlight
like the moods of a lover.

From my bed, 
under a quilted comforter,
with the AC wafting, I peek:

purple blue (more sleep),
aqua blue (little more), 
white yellow (time to rise).

I make my bed, start the kettle,
and begin my day. 
On my sons’ side of the world,

it is yesterday. Both adults
living with their mom.
My hope is that when

they eventually sleep and 
then awake, they are 
greeted by the same light

that I enjoyed.

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

2 thoughts on “Aubade”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s