Musical Mornings

still sleeping
in fact, snoring
like a thousand frogs croaking
in blissful nasal tones
in it, drowning
are the birdsongs, chirping
in the sunrise, now breaking
over the distant mountain cones
that's my dad, still snoring
there's my brother, playing
with the dog, barking
and over the hearth stones
my mom's cooking,
meals for the morning
and here i am, reminiscing
days that are gone
and waiting
the day i'll be going
home, and seeing, living
these musical mornings that shone
with happiness and loving,
with warmth and sharing
rather than writing
about them all alone

Reviews

[...]

. beautiful ... i so know that feeling ...
. you captured it really, really well ...

[❀ Gabriela ..]

So beautiful and nostalgic! I love the imagery and emotions in this, so heartwarming and beautiful!! Excellent job!