Day 40-Early City Morning

Hear a knock on the door
Then walk to the store
The one at the corner
Walk out
Wave goodbye to the sore owner
Sip the coffee
Sitting on a bench
Watch the old couple stroll by
They still hold hands
Joggers pass
Biker rings a bell
The one one with the running shoes
Too distracted to tell
Bustle of the morning
Hear some cars honk
A bird chips overhead
In the puddle a child stomps
Mother gets angry
Sweeps them both away
Early city morning
Has so much to say