The Journey Inward

Dawn -
Pups stir,
I lay still.
'Not yet,' I think,
'One more hour, please?'

Still -
They sense
It's not yet
Time to wake, so
They snuggle back in.

Time -
I rouse.
They rush to
My face, smother
Me in pup kisses!

Photo:  Flemington, NJ.  1.23.23 by LA