this day

this day i woke up and felt the world pressing on me
every joint ached with the weight
every fiber screamed the unfairness

rolling over to stare at the blackness my mind moaned
is this my life?
how did i get here?

stumbling into the day, bowed by the troubles
hot coffee in sore hands
warm kitties on soft blankets

the fog of weariness lifts and so do my spirits
my soul softens
my worries melt to shadows

cold mornings clear the head and cleanse the spirit
remind me to keep my heart warm
remind me to live softly