My Morning in Picture Form

Sizzling drops of mocha coffee drip onto the burnercausing steam to rise, filling my nose with the fresh scent of refreshment.

Whipping wind blows around the corner of the brick library,

as frozen tiny crystals attach themselves to windshieds.

Frost bitten fingers rubbed briskly together, unthawing the frozen flesh.

Pounding of feet walking down the hallway,

banging keys as a door opens with a creak.

Sighing in relief, the rumbling of the furnace warms chills.

Sleepy eyes blink while the screen flashes.

Another cup please!!!!

This was my morning!

Talk at you Later!

Jessica Smith