A Morning Walk
The morning coffee turned stale in my mouth.
Right out the door I felt like turning back.
A muggy wind blowing up from the Gulf
Made me want to flee back to my bed.
But my deep work ethic would not relent.
Would not let me turn around.
One step at a time I walked
Ever closer to the station.
With a bitter tastes on my tongue,
And beads of sweat on my brow,
I kept going forward
To the early morning train.
An air conditioned cabin
Gave relief from the heat.
On a summer day in Texas
Even the mornings are sweltering.
The train was very crowded.
Standing room only.
But once we got downtown,
The crowds soon diminished.
My favorite seat opened up
And I sat down with my book.
Relaxing with some music
Before a busy, busy day.
Some time later, the train came to stop.
Back into the muggy heat,
I waited for a shuttle
To take me to my office.
The morning coffee wore off
As I walked into the door.
Onward to a destination I didn’t want to visit,
Knowing that such pains are a part of life.
The day was not as bad as I feared.
Once I got into the thick of things.
Sometimes the worst part of the day
Is facing whatever’s to come.
Have you ever had a bad morning that turned out alright? Let me know in the comment section.