Baker's morning call

    A morning call from the slumber of dreams. Pulls
my eyes, my mind alert. Ah how the soul jerks and
demands the movements of steps.

    Slowly the day begins. The yawns open and the
stretches drag away any lasting stiff limbs. Hmm. The
smiles set in for today is going to be eventful.

    Already the mind stirs. The lists fall from the
files and one by one the brain checks off. Hmm the
arches of more stretching brings the feet to dangle
from the mattress.

    Pushing my wobbly soul to stand, I laugh over
the events of yesterday. Then pressing a prayer
to Jehovah about what remains as pressure inside
my heart and my spirit.

   Soothing my soul with a cooling splash of water
I begin my day. The changes of cotton. The taming
of copper. Ah indeed the prayers are clearing all
that has choked my airways.

   Hmm. Good morning friends and family. What
is on your agenda today?

   Mine does not include my normal routine. No
exercises can be done this morning. Food, delicious
desserts have to be made for a event. Looking
forward to seeing the joy of faces when they taste
my baking.

   Hmm. A smile sits well inside my spirit. Ah shining
heavy upon my cheeks. Now dear friend I pray you
are enjoying your morning coffee, sipping and
viewing the beauty of the morning light.

   I look forward to hearing anything you want to
say.

    Now onward I bounce. So smile with this little
sister as she does what she loves this morning:
baking.