The Start of a New Day

It is broad daylight,

Yet I am feeling down.

The sunlight almost seems to mock me,

As I wake up.

My coffee tastes bitter,

Oh, it wasn't stirred.

A fit of absent-mindedness,

Thankfully not disastrous.

My eggs are watery,

With the yolk overflowing,

I don't like the white though,

And tear it away with my fork.

Unfortunately life is not like eggs,

I can't just tear them apart,

What you like or dislike,

You have to take it all in your stride.

As I finish my breakfast,

And depart from the house,

A morning's moment of reflection,

Leaves me pondering as I start a new day.