Everyday; anyday- but not all day

I awaken to the morning sun
Bathed in the glow of “Tomorrow”
Knowing; fully well;
That tomorrow is finally
here
It is –
Today

I prefer the whir
of the cars on the Allen
Whooshing (by)
outside and below-
than the sounds of the clanking, hissing,
and croaking; keys dropped, shoes knocked
steam through the pipes;
showers-
flushing-
FOLKS!wouldn’t it be nice if they were humming:
“morning. its morning, Morning, its morning”
Inside and
All
Around.

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