Give The New Day

The sun was all comin’ out
The peach light had turned to gold
Another early heartbreak
Is how the old story is often told

The alarm rang and rang and rang
into the cooling empty room
she was pouring the cat his nibbles
another bride without her groom

left at an uptown flowered altar
her his friends left with their scant eyes
not a bit surprised was she
all those lies and lies and lies

her long-planned honeymoon
became another staycay
what if he dared to call
what possibly would she say

that sun now had found noon
the heat burned all the way down
she chanced to take a herself
to the store back in town

popping into Woolworth’s
she grazed the dollar record rack
heartbreak and hootenanny songs
were all that glanced back

hitting Baskin-Robbins
for a double scoop of rocky road
a tight napkin on her graham cracker cone
why hadn’t she seen he was just a toad

the sun found the far horizon
just like yesterday’s afternoon
the fat cat’s bowl refilled
the AM station changed its tune

the dishes found the rack
and she made as if ready for bed
nothing again on her tv set
she went back to Clavell instead

dreams came for our princess
as the fat cat curled up nearby
luckily for sister and me
Mom would give the new day another try

About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

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