First Day

Morning blew her alarm
Ominous
and I couldn’t contain myself
child who was me and reflects
Me yelling like a wounded cat
at my child and she at me

The bed never quite the same again
I lie in it
D on the door for daughter
Delivery
from,
for

First Day

Morning broke and faded
I slept on impervious to
bird song
or insistent kitten at my cheek
Now at the café I drink my morning
Coffee

In the afternoon