DOG BREATH: 21 DAYS OF POETRY, DAY 11

WELL

Well, what do you say we make this a good day 

it’s the one we have and the birds are already singing, 

the space heater is humming but just for an early hour 

and soon it will warm for the next few months 

and there will be thunderstorms and everything we can have 

and everything we can’t have is in its place, more or less 

and I can smell the smoke from Gates barbeque drifting up the hill, 

merging with lilac bloom, so let’s make this a good day