Early morning light

Early Morning Light.                                              (6.00 a.m., 18.8.17)

My coughing woke me up.

Unable to lay down any longer,

I collect my clothes

not wanting to disturb my

sleeping husband.

Stumbling down the stairs,

clinging to the bannister.

I make a cup of coffee

and take it into the

living room.

Opening the curtains

there it is, my street!

Suddenly.

it is filled with early

morning light, brown tiled

roofs are flushed by the

rising sun.

The tree in the garden,

It’s lime green leaves turned

bright gold.

Looking down the street,

The sky is pink and golden.

Grey cotton-wool clouds dot

the sky.

The intensity of the

early morning light takes my

breath away.

The sun is not yet in sight

yet, but its power and

brightness make me know that

morning has broken.

Yes, it is worth being

awake so early to see

the sun rising.