Dad’s Day in Haiku: A Dad Poem

One poem every day for twenty-eight straight days this February. Suffice it to say, I’m in my Poetry Era. Alarm clock ringing loudly across the bedroom. 5:10 comes too fast.  Kitchen light stings my eyes never really rested.  The oven is set.  Lunches packed, breakfast commences with groggy heads.  Breakfast rouses all.  7:00, out the… Continue reading Dad’s Day in Haiku: A Dad Poem