Chilly Sunday mornings offer a lot to think over
Shall I stay wrapped in the safety of my comforter?
Under the extra layers of blankets that I need no matter the temperature?
I ponder this as a ray of sunshine creeps through the blinds of my bedroom window
And as my dog howls to alert me that she’s awake too
I seek an answer from the posters on my wall
No response but stilled smiles of rockstars
I know the day has already begun for some
And there’s much to do
But I can’t help but ask myself if I’m ready
Because the chilled bitterness of December crept into my bed with me last night
Reminding me of things I’d rather not dwell on
It may seem a menial task
But I know I am strong
When I make the decision to get up and move on