Day 11, NaPoWriMo

A day begun with an extra hour sleep
grey and cold and furnace already off
the cats past patience, waiting for breakfast
get mail, grind coffee, put water to boil,
feed the cats, both of them, bump the heat.
sweater, fleece, and socks. make the coffee.
toaster counts the minutes. Pour the first cup.
Butter the toast, stir the coffee,
settle in to read the news of the day.
the rain comes down in cold and silver drops
hesitating at the end of branches
before they plummet to the April mud.
A good day to stay in bed perhaps if
not for a second cup waiting for me.