Tea and Euphoria

I feel good today
I’ve come to accept this feeling as rare
Most days I wake to the smell of burnt coffee
The splatter of morning rain hitting hopeful windows
Prickling on my cheeks
Sick cold in my body
Stubborn limbs
Drudgery and despair
Today
The air is aromatic, rich and inviting
Tendrils of sun fingering through the blinds
A smile dawns
Remembering the mornings of warmth and lilacs
Feeling as though I’d accomplished everything
Just by rising
So filled with delicious suspense of what the day could bring
Like today
Cats purr in unison
Naked trees seem robed in beauty
Easy to imagine the euphoric scent of summer grass trimming
Squelch all pondering of shortcomings
Time to think of what enhances this high
I am necessary
Not like yesterday and tomorrow
I’ve made people smile
I’ve evoked laughter
I’ve caught an eye or two
My hand has been held tightly
I’ve been the focus
Found lucky pennies
Been strong when no one else was
Received bashful compliments
I’ve been sought after, wondered about
A poem or two, written with my image in the ink
I’ve made men nervous
Small children have leaped into my arms with glee
Hot sweet tea has been brought to my bedside table
I’ve made clothes come alive
Had good hair days
I can carry a tune
I know things
I’ve been right
And I’ve given good advice
I can still remember being a child
I remember wonderment
Still move when music plays
Sway without trepidation
I have taken chances, though quiet and small
It means something to me
And that matters