Salt spray kisses calloused hands
Coffee steams in dented tin
Dawn light paints the harbor strands
Attic window drinks it in
Gold dust settles on the sill
Deckhand watches quiet still
Two worlds wake on waking tide
Nothing left to lose or hide
Grease sings loud on seasoned steel
Eggs flip slow in bacon fat
Regulars order morning meal
Sunlight hits the welcome mat
Rope coils snake on weathered deck
Gulls scream sharp through salted air
Paycheck waits a crumpled check
Attic window catches glare
Gold dust settles on the sill
Deckhand watches quiet still
Two worlds wake on waking tide
Nothing left to lose or hide
Fingers numb from hauling net
Wrist aches from the spatula flip
Both men watch the day begin
Golden light begins to dip
Ferry horn blows low and long
Diner bell rings order up
Two lives sing the same old song
Warmed by light in coffee cup
Gold dust settles on the sill
Deckhand watches quiet still
Two worlds wake on waking tide
Nothing left to lose or hide
Gold dust settles on the sill
Deckhand watches quiet still
Light stays long on wooden floor
Morning shifts to something more