How to Do Sunday Morning, Winter
by Tempra Board
Sleep in,
Wake with dreams behind your eyes.
Already up, he brings you coffee.
You sip and giggle and chat about yesterday,
Then throw the dog off the bed.
Put Louie Armstrong on Pandora, Adding Vince Guaraldi holiday theme. Impossible not to dance
To Linus and Lucy, and
It Don’t Mean a Thing.
Rain comes down in columns.
Left over turkey grease splatters,
Ready for his mashed russets.
Work off the grease with another song.
Slide across tile in wool-blend socks. Practice some jazz and tap moves
From when you were six.
And then realize,
If you’re still searching
For happiness, for something more,
You have no idea why.
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