Listen to the songs

Four, three, two, one…

Lick, lick, lick of the cat

Water running

Cars on the highway

Some in a hurry

Klinks, whirrs and taps of breakfast being made

Hammering sound every so often

From farther away

Feeling of a pulse in my chest

Steadily keeping time

The aliveness of morning.

My favorite space of in-

between

Some days the words come less easily

To these hands

On the keys.

So I listen

To the songs

Until I am given the next

Words to be shared.