6 in the morning, 21 degrees
another morning in Hanoi puts me at ease.
Scrambled eggs, fried rice,
20-minute yoga I roll the dice
Back to sleep? Back to bed?
Back to dreaming? I get up instead
On my motorbike - alleys and markets pass
Heart flutters with sights but I need to get to class!
Pho Nui Cafe, Cau Giay, Hanoi.
Time goes by
without my permission
I just got older by a day
Truth needs no admission
The day has began
I catch it without fear
One blink and it’s over
Today is now and here.
More of my poems here.