OVERCAST

The morning overcast, 
and daily worries 
hang like clouds 
with morning coffee. 

A dog with loving eyes. 
My morning companion 
on the balcony. Wet nose
sniffing the air. Her ears
alert to every sound,
quietly watching the cars
go by. 

News reporters, 
reporting news 
in the background,
voicing concerns about 
the state of a nation.
A country divided. 

And comes a nagging 
feeling in the pit of my 
stomach, asking, 
what's for breakfast?