This morning,
I woke up on the right side of the bed.
Literally.

I blinked back the smiling sun,
And sucked in a lungful
Of air charged with change.

I stretched long,
Sending my left leg on a reconnaissance mission,
To the other side of the mattress.

It was cool and utterly empty.
A reminder
That these days I sleep alone.

With a squeal of glee,
I flip-flopped to the center,
And let my limbs claim every inch,

As I made sheet angels.