Waking Up This Morning In The Mist & Fog
i love rainy mornings
when the sun is just close enough to up,
the world is transluscent
and damp.
i’ll sing about coffee shops
and lost loves
and harbor selfish memories
in that sad early hour
with the heater on in the car
driving to someplace
for new memorable moments
that i will someday recall
on a morning just the same.