Author: Matt Keough

Ice box holds iced tea

Chilled overnight in the dark

Forgotten by dawn

Cold gray skies today

Tomorrow more of the same

Flowers bring color

You’ll meet selfish folk

Don’t let yourself be troubled

Keep faith, rise above

Leftover pizza

Served cold it’s just as tasty

Always delicious.

I am self-conscious

I like to be center stage

Look, but not closely

Dawn-singing robin

Impossible to ignore

Nature’s car alarm