This time and I


eyes blurry
tea kettle on
the light of the morning only just beginning.
this time of quiet
of concentration
this time that has always been mine.

this morning my gratitude is for this –
it’s been months,
hell a year,
since this time and I were friends.

today we pull on long cozy socks,
jot a note on a post it
and pick up right where we left off.


2 Comments Add yours

  1. Paul Switltk says:

    Changes do allow new opportunities, sometimes to refind freshness and authenticity. It is good to have you writing again.

    1. kmarguerite says:

      Thanks for reading Paul. It feels good to be writing again. That in itself enough reason to be grateful!

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