There is the
soft light of morning in late spring
The solstice
is approaching, summer will soon be in full swing
A bus
rumbles by the window, the number 4, rolling down Bryant
The noise
filters in through the window screen, with a cool breeze.
Kitty licks
a spot of butter from her paw
A dog is
barking on his morning walk
People are
stirring on their way to work
The birds
have grown quiet for the rush hour
