Newly bathed, closely shaved, a
happy shirt for a freshly-squeezed
morning. The usually usual
wake-up confusion, but the
trousers go on one leg at a time,
like everybody else. Shoes shined
and double-tied. A smile.
Mismatched socks you fail to
notice because you are confidently
looking up and ahead to
this beautiful day.
Here comes the weekend; that’s
got to count for something.
                                                                         j.g.l.