晨光

                                                                                  清晨的露水
                                                                          倒映着月季花的清香
                                                                             刺破黑暗的光晕
                                                                        进入窗棂洒向壁画半墙
                                                                                 被褥里的呢喃
                                                                           母亲手里的叮叮当当
                                                                           袅袅的热气在米汤之上
                                                                        小小的瓷碗里如蜜一样芬芳

                                                                                 十多年的岁月
                                                                              让人不断流连着——
                                                                                 这生命的晨光