The house is still
With no children in it.
It’s time to join the masses
En route to work.
Instead I sit.
The air stirs the curtains
The cars cruise by outside
The dog knows it’s crate time
And keeps glancing my way.
I take another sip of coffee
Try and decide what path I take.
At my bedside
My pretty new alarm clock
Ticks away the time.
by Julie Blue 