Enjoy 

Cold… it’s a familiar feeling 

But one that makes me think 

Of morning spent on a wooden bench 

That the paint was peeling off of. 

Watching the sky change 

And the morning paint a view. 

The birds fly and sing 

And coffee keeping my hands warm… 
Those days are numbered now 

But they’re an experience I’d never take for granted…

To see the sun rise and reflect the sleepy eyes 

To hear the waves… 

And the quietness of the morning. 
That’s the life. 

The life I’d enjoy. 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

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

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com 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 )

Google+ photo

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

Connecting to %s