“Waking Up”
ten a.m. and i rise
in the stillness of
an empty house morning,
pull on yesterday’s clothes
again and make my way
to the kitchen where
the coffee my dad made
earlier awaits me,
the only one home and
it feels good to just
soak up the silence
as i slowly sip on
first one, then a second
cup of coffee
as i prepare myself
for the day to come
