Monday, January 5, 2009

For just a moment

For just a moment
I savor the softness
of the morning light
the press of my pillow
the quiet comfort of my quilts
as simple thoughts
slip into my mind
turning from dreams to reality
I remember responsibilities
The day begins

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I like this, almost like a little poem. I think things like this a lot but I never write them down. I never really know how to take my thoughts like that and make them into words.

Anonymous said...

Good poem!