At Six in the Morn

I decluttered the kitchen table

Then I washed the floor.

If it wasn’t a workday

I’d have done more.

I’m really quite spirited

At six in the morn,

But at six in the evening,

You will find me forlorn.

    That would be me, tonight. You know how lots of  people suffer from SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder)?  In the winter?  Well, I suffer from it too, except in the summer. By this time of year, I have had it with heat and humidity, and I am totally ready for fall.  I long for cool, crisp air, colorful foliage, and the aroma of an apple pie wafting from my oven...