As the day begins a tomorrow anew,

and the rebirth that is not tired, but to

reminisce the separation of the good

and bad that once was.

The coffee isn’t just across the street,

but a few steps to the pot that waits.

Dishes of a few days old belongs to you

and a spouse that remains in the tired

day after day, work that never seems

to end. Rest is yours to retime a new life,

and a second chance that took all of a first.

Life and the rebirth of anew belongs to you.