An aroma wafts in the air
pungent, strong and rich
the sweet bitter scent of
coffee
lulls me from my dreams
My toes wiggle
Trying to grasp warmth
In the cool, chilly sheets
I let my body sink
deeper into the mattress
But my eyes open
My long dark lashes sticky
The mountain air
crisp and fresh
creeps through the cracks
to kiss me awake
I close my eyes
and listen
to the hushed voices
in the kitchen
the sizzle of the skillet
the drip of the coffee pot
the whispering laughs
to the rushing
of the river
its depths
in an endless race
to the buzz of the
humming bird
it's wings as ceaseless
as the river
I open my eyes
the sunlight streams in
I wiggle my toes
I stretch my soul
I smile.
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