The sun glared off a frost bitten lawn through my window
on the first day of the year, I didn’t sleep off my demons,
woke up early with cotton-mouth and a smile.
This year started in a sun-shine,
as pessimistic as I usually am
it’s hard not to see a good omen.
But people still die on sunny days,
especially cold ones with ice on the roads,
sun in driver’s eyes, and every one staring at the mountains
because it’s just such a beautiful day.