The colour lavender

I woke really early.

After not getting to bed

until ridiculous o'clock.

The world was still asleep,

it seemed,

under a lavender sky.

At least that's what the colour

looked like~

in the dawn.

A little birdie was

singing outside the attic window.

It made me restless for

the seaside and brand new

journals to scratch my words onto.

In work,

everyone was really nice to me.

Well, I had baked for the team.

Behold the power of food.

So I was loved today.

Tis nice,

to be loved, and know it.

On the way home, I listened to Glenn Miller

and

stopped at the florists to

buy some lavender to plant.

All because of that

lavender sky.