Show, Don’t Tell

is one rule for writing
but today, I’m full of sunrise
So, reader, close the computer
and I will, too Stretch
towards the light (as if
we were flowers, flowing
into day) Hurry outside
(the best part finishes fast
don’t take time for slippers) step
onto your porch or sidewalk
lacking those, lean far out your
window, look to the East.
There. See there?
Out in the cool early air I hand you
this sunrise, shown
Rules are Rules for a reason
But before you go back to your day,
wave to whoever you see—
neighbor, dog walker, paper boy
It might be me. I’ll wave too,
in case it’s you