Standing in my kitchen,looking through the blinds, the morning is waking. In the parking lot each car is cast in its factory hue, the chrome, the silver, the glass give up the darkness on surface at a time. Coffee’s brewing. Laundry spinning. Teeth brushed. There’s too little time for salutations each day. Thanks for writing, for giving me pause to look up and watch mine arrive.
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Oh this is just SO evocative. Gives me a feeling of peace. Beautiful
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I’m glad it landed well with you. It’s nice to know and better than keeping it stuffed in my head.
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Lol. That made me laugh. So you have given me a good morning all round!
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Standing in my kitchen,looking through the blinds, the morning is waking. In the parking lot each car is cast in its factory hue, the chrome, the silver, the glass give up the darkness on surface at a time. Coffee’s brewing. Laundry spinning. Teeth brushed. There’s too little time for salutations each day. Thanks for writing, for giving me pause to look up and watch mine arrive.
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What a great visual
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short poem which explains dusk and dawn all in one 🙂
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“It is always darkest just before the day dawneth.” – Thomas Fuller
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I like that
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