Morning

Poetry is my morning vitamin. When I wake I read it before the world news seeps in. I set up my coffee and tea and toast for my husband. My dog and cat supervise my reading after their feeding. Sometimes I play jazz but mostly the sound of the fan is a perfect silence.

As a fifty five year old I realize I am still the parent to my parents and siblings. They will never grow up but I had to. It's fascinating the roles we play in family and life.

“All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.”
― William Shakespeare, As You Like It