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Waking up and the light turns on
I wash my hands to begin another day
grateful, I swallow up a glass of water
turn around to put on my new slippers.
Breakfast eaten, I wash up, and my hands
dressed in humaness I'm free to greet humanity
concerns of safety afar off--the sky won't fall!
turn back to take out trash, sweep, then mop.
Locking the front door I see her, life calls
brightness amid windy, in me arises butterflies
and half smiling like I'm tip-toeing, I glance
worthy I am, we are, there are benefits aplenty!
Turn the key and enter, after dark, my house
reaching quickly for the first sofa pillow
this grateful days dance shall come tomorrow
for us all, maybe butterflies too, as she calls!
--blakmista--
