this beautiful life

the sun rose
out of the orange juice
on the table this morning

bee bop
to the pop of the
coffee pot

kitty pacing figure eights
under the wagglin’ pit bull
wearing a fur coat of the same orange color

mama is fryin’ brown eggs
in the skillet while kitchen dancing

freshly washed cherries float up from the collander to the beat of the roxy music

twin boys smiling constellations
over a plate of steaming scratch biscuits

taking in this sunday morning overture

of the opera that is this beautiful life