How Sweet It Is

[Palette cleanser for the bunny poem. Best if read listening to the song.]

Woke up to grey skies

fresh puddles on concrete

the threat of new ones

But I hummed

cooking thick slices of bacon

there was a bounce in my step

on my walk to school

It was the first time

in a long spread

I wished the sun had come out

instead of overcast

As a compromise

I listened to Marvin Gaye

sing candy-sweet

love songs.