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