*Laurie Kolp Poetry*

Saturday
by Laure Kolp

I awake to a beautiful day
smell fresh coffee and bacon
stretch my cracking body
roll out of bed slowly
on this one day I sleep in.

I call “Good Morning,”
as I grab my Starbucks mug
and pour four cups inside,
but there is no answer
only Spongebob and Patrick
resonating from the TV.

Then the door slams
and in walk the kids.
“We’re having a garage sale,
come see,” they say.
“So much for a lazy Saturday,”
and I follow them outside.