Thursday, November 23, 2006

Good Morning

A sleepy city stirs,
Awakens with a snort
Of garbage trucks and subway squeals.
Opens its storefront eyelids,
Wipes the night from its sidewalks.
Inhales the silence,
Pauses,
And merges into the current of the day.

1 comment:

Aunt Barb said...

I think you should flag this one for your upcoming book :)