Quiet Sunday Morning
1 min readOct 22, 2017
the quite of a sunday morning
where saturday night is still buzzing through my Love’s snores
the cool, quiet, stillness
that makes it difficult to leave the warmth of the covers
the brisk of this autumn morning
asking nonchalantly what will change in me with the season
the coffee pot percolating, the hum of the fridge
time for sitting in the window nook sipping coffee
time for words to find me in the quiet
and for me to hear them
time to look out the window and wonder…
there is endless possibility in the morning
the beautiful quiet of a sunday morning
