Someone must have thought,
that i looked cold here on the
couch.

Digging my way out of the blankets,
i crawl off the couch and find my
way to the kitchen.

Turning off the lights,
that someone forgot.

And, in the still kinda dark morning
kitchen i find myself sitting  on a
barstool eating weaties.

Thinking about the previous
mornings i had missed, and wondering
about the up coming january mornings.

i see it has snowed,
even though it had cleared up.
And, wish it would melt away
and take what is also on my
mind away.

January mornings,
i wonder what i was doing this
same day lastyear.

January mornings.
i wish i could have known,
them january mornings...

and saved myself the pain,
of lastyear.

Those january mornings.