wrapped in my blanket in the predawn darkness
ms
I read and meditate on words which
become seeds for my soul and mind
the new day offers a dusting of snow outside my window
so after my quiet time I bundle in warm clothing and
grab my backpack to venture to the coffee shop
am greeted by early-to-rise baristas as I enter the door,
they make my favorite, an Old Town mocha, extra hot,
perfect on this bleak and wet day
notice beads of water forming their own worlds
on the patio chairs warning me to sit inside
on this wintery sunday morning
3 Comments
Tom Dills
A nice way to spend the morning. You have an inspiring ability to convey your world in words.
Monte Stevens
Thanks, Tom. I guess you can say I do know how to live the life I’m to live. More snow for us tonight.
Faye White
Cold, wet metal chairs – they would chill to the bone! Stay warm indoors, Monte.