lanky kitten with white paws and chin, welcomes me to the day. I carry her tucked under my arm and close to
my chest and she rattles and shakes with a crackling purr as we descend the stairs
the day with a large volume of caffeine, darkness and silence, drinking them each in steady gulps, but it isn’t long before little feet patter and pound through the upstairs
hallway. Three little boys pop out of
their beds in turn like popcorn kernels heated to bursting. They take turns running to the potty and
standing in the darkness calling down the same question again and again, “When
can we wake up?”
I say, “look how dark it is. Go back to
tucked and kisses exchanged with promises of more kisses later.
as the day creeps across the snow white field.
They continue to call and slowly my
responses shift, “A few more minutes,” then, “just five more minutes, you can turn the light on now and talk
I suck the
marrow out of each morning, savoring the cool, quiet darkness that welcomes me
and once I’ve had my fill I turn at last to welcome these warm, loud, little
lights as they break into the day.
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