First Light


From the depths of a dream

Hovering between

Release of a past


Preservation of a future

Resolutions linger


The first light of dawn

And a friendly dog’s nuzzle

Waken me to a new day


The stillness

of a yet slumbering household

 freshly brewed coffee

sweetened with honey, tempered by cream

Serve me a cup I wouldn’t trade

Here in the quiet hours

Of a Sunday morn

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