Ode to a Migraine Free Morning
I awaken cautiously, as I do each day
Inventory taking time
Will I need to lightly tread
ice packs,heating pad,Relpax
April's bird songs far too loud?
Will our rare spring sun be an insult,
My teens' hairdryers and bursts of laughs
like bullets to my wartorn skull
Our little dogs' happy greetings brushed... Read more











