I Lost the Morning

I lost my morning to the sun
~shining effortlessly through my window~
kissing softly the dark away

I watched on with disinterest
as it then burned away the shadows
with purpose.

sizzle               
hiss
               pop!

Then, the time…
Another grain of sand lost.

Slipped away in the roar of children’s squabbles
turned to blissful silence punctuated only with the
interspersed click-clack of imagination.

Another world.
Better than my own.

I look, the morning gone.