By Erica Florentino
I woke up with the sun flooding through my window, and the sound of the alarm beside my table.
I stretched on my bed thinking for the day’s event, then I whispered a silent prayer.
I peeled the blanket off me and gently folded it. I got up and took my slipper from under my bed, and went to the kitchen to eat breakfast.
The smell of the creamy coffee invited me to draw near. I felt engulfed in its smooth texture, warm to touch—like the quick, warm shower after the early morning jog in the cool hours of September.
I picked up the fresh coffee, and drew it to my lips. And a sudden jolt of energy filled me—scalding hot coffee laced through my tongue, the kick of the earthly coffee scent, milk, and muscovado reminded me: today is another day.
Invites me to pick it up as I drink the coffee I scalding hot then it reminds me of an another day.
Erica Cayme Florentino is a Grade 12 student of Bislig City National High School. She is a dance and aspiring poet.