4:00 A.M

We are in the early to bed, early to rise CATegory.
Definitely up by 4 am [ET], sometimes even earlier.

While I set up the Keurig for my coffee, Southern Pecan preferred, 

June has breakfast nearby.
I sit at our little table, barefoot, pajama legged, 

sipping that hot wonderful brew, 

seeing city lights in the still dark.  

Little movement on Charles Street.  All is so quiet.  
The birds not yet ready to rise and chirp.  
Soon the sun will begin to rise over the high rise office towers 

and apartment buildings before me ... 
another day has been gifted to us.  

June?  She sits quietly under my chair.