This Morning, 5/5/03

This morning, I'm calling my
Little sister to get my little brother's
Phone number.
Then I remember, Mike's dead.

This morning, I'm listening
To Lucinda Williams, and wondering
How I've managed
To help so little those around me.

This morning, the boys and I,
Cocoa, a chocolate Lab, Coal, a Wolfhound,
And Lola, a St. Bernard,
We're up-and-down the upstairs
Porch, barking at everything.

Sometimes the world
Is too beautiful, and I'm full to bursting--
This morning, 5/5/03.