Early Morning Chicken Sounds

EARLY MORNING CHICKEN SOUNDS

The early morning chicken sounds
Mix gently with my coffee grounds
So ears and tastebuds waken while
My face breaks open with a smile

I have survived another night
And now can glory in the sight
Of growing trees and flowing stream
Now knowing life is not a dream.

One day I know I will not wake
Yet from this life I know I’ll take
The early morning chicken sounds
Mixed gently with some coffee grounds.

Sometimes my limericks and poetry (Yes, Virginia, I do know the difference) fail to ramble to my desired conclusion. Yet this verse, in setting out to be a celebration of life, perhaps realises in itself that a celebration is something that comes at an ending. We cannot celebrate a victory until the race is won.

JEMcL Sept, 2006