The Dewey Sunrise

The morning sunlight gleamed into my one open eye.
I stretched out from underneath my duvet, calmly,
I start to tiptoe down the creaking staircase ceasing my feet.
I added beans to the water, the temperature was pleasant
and I savored the scent of coffee.
The open kitchen window brought a muggy feeling produced by the dew.

I opened the back door immediately feeling the sticky dew.
The sun was getting higher into the sky shining into my eye.
I carried out my favorite mug filled with steaming coffee,
which made it ten times easier to sink into the patio furniture calmly.
The breeze started to pick up, giving me the chills that were pleasant.
In my oversized sweatshirt I tucked my legs in so all you could see were my feet.

You could see the condensation forming underneath my feet,
and every time I sniffled I got a whiff of the dew.
Now the sun was out making me feel pleasant,
since it was fully out now I didn’t have any distractions in my eye.
I sipped some coffee out of my mug calmly,
and I realized how strong the beans were in this coffee.

The best feeling is the tingles you get on your tongue from the warm coffee.
I looked down and saw the newly painted porch underneath my feet.
My toenails were painted baby blue that smoothed over calmly,
and as the sun got brighter you could feel less and less dew.
Every time I sit on this porch tears come to my eye
Because my grandpa used to tell me stories and the thought of that is pleasant.

He made apple pie with ice cream that gave your nose a tingle at the pleasant
smell, you could also smell the coffee.
He always told me I had my mother’s eye
which sparkled brighter when I giggled from the tickle of my feet.
He had us entertained, so we didn’t even complain about the dew.
We would roll out of bed calmly.

Our toes would hit the cold wood floor calmly.
The breeze was now perfect making this moment even more pleasant
and all the light and morning air brushed away the dew
that stuck between the toes of my feet.
The sun glared directly into my eye.

Calmly I stand up so the sun wasn’t at eye level anymore,
I could feel the blood flow down to my feet where the pleasant blue porch floor sat beneath.
I brought the mug from my coffee inside and kissed the dew good bye.