A Sunday Stretch

Waking up to the sun, I think I should go for a walk.

But, I don’t.

Instead, I bring the sun into my home and my being.

To go magenta red, or mango orange?

Big decision.

I mix the magenta with the mango and shake.

No decision needed.

I emerge from pink pool at one with the sun.

Almost.

I am the same colour as my t-shirt.

Mahogany.

Rich, polished and of high quality.

I stand under a sunbeam, and prepare to admire

my mirror-image self.

Rusty. Leaky. And cast in iron.

I stretch out my wings

and soar.

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019

Image by Patrick Routledge from Pixabay