Morning Thoughts

Early morning and,

Wistful reflection

When everything is;

Laudative around me.

My coffee rouses me,

Engendering in me handsome thoughts

Respecting the delighted;

Macrocosm outside.

What is it I'm afraid of,

Thoughts of isolation or

Being shunned;

No, the planet is not concocting against me.

It's giving me the vigour,

To deal with buffet

And to emerge from it;

With a shiny face.

Why worry when,

All nerves are active and heart rate

Intact;

Life is meant to be applauded

And given a roaring slap.