Poetry (words)


Today was a good day. Woke at four drank coffee, watched the sunrise,  washed my hair and went to work. Hope I’m always an early riser. I hope I always love the silence of daybreak. It’s that time of day when I really think about everything. When I’m not caught up in the momentum of others.  It’s that part of the day where the quiet is allowed to own me and own me it does. Although I give myself willingly. 


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