Dealing

It*s one of those mornings, and to top it off, it*s Monday.  My 10 o*clock client cancelled, which means my next client is at 2.  My driver does not mind a slow morning, so we are both sitting and staring at the week ahead.  It is spread before us.  I wait for the tufted titmouse (yes, it*s a bird) to return so I can show my bird-loving husband.  I am waking up...  slowly.

I spread the week before me:

A hand of cards

Laid on the table.

My client this morning cancelled

With deep apology.

I have the gift

Of more time available,

Another cup of leisurely coffee.

I watch the dust bath

Next to the front steps,

Hope the tufted titmouse returns

As I watch.

I lay the week down,

Wonder whether it will be a winning hand

Or simply one

Where the cards line up

Just so,

The game changed

So a handful of twos and threes,

Perhaps a joker thrown in,

Is really

All aces.