Day 30 #NaPoWriMo

And last, but not least, our final (optional) prompt! In some past years, I’ve challenged you to write a poem of farewell for our thirtieth day, but this year, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about something that returns. For, just as the swallows come back to Capistrano each year, NaPoWriMo and GloPoWriMo will ride again!

Breakfast

30 April 20

1300

Before sunrise

Usually hours before

My eyes open

Some mornings

I’m alone

Showering

Traveling

Working

Return to home

And sleep

Before sunrise

Usually hours before

My eyes open

Some mornings

Two angels

Invade my room

Asking for food

Entertainment

My attention

A meal is prepared

Cartoons are started

Eyes return to being closed

Before sunrise

Usually hours before

My eyes open

Some mornings

A simple bowl

I produce for myself

Coffee is poured

Communion with my past

And the universe occurs

I’m given time

I’m given solace

And then I pay

Until exhaustion

Before sunrise

Probably hours before

I won’t open my eyes

One morning

I will be on the table

And the feast within will occur

I will be the main course

But the next day

Hours before sunrise

The angels will open their eyes

Some mornings they will

Absentmindedly pour the coffee

Turn in the news

And forget why they are awake

My soul will smile

Where ever it has gotten to

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