There is the soft light of morning in late spring
The solstice is approaching, summer will soon be in full swing
A bus rumbles by the window, the number 4, rolling down Bryant
The noise filters in through the window screen, with a cool breeze.
Kitty licks a spot of butter from her paw
A dog is barking on his morning walk
People are stirring on their way to work
The birds have grown quiet for the rush hour
