Morning

Today is Just Another Day.

Underneath the covers, my body sweats

I burrow, pulling my blanket tight around my body, wrapping myself like a

caterpillar in its cocoon.

There, I am safe.

With eyes sealed shut, crusty from sleep,

I ask my clock for more time.

Darkness is what I need.

I’m begging.

Please, just five more minutes.

When I finally open my eyes

(One Two Three

…and she’s up!)

I Do Not See It.

My heavy wool blanket (yellow),

And my sheets (green)--

Like my eyes--

Are colorful memories of

The Day I Woke Up Blind.

The color in my face has gone,

I am white as a ghost.