A moment alone

It’s a beautiful morning

Front door’s open

Letting in a slight breeze

Listening to the cricket serenade

As it softly plays

Enjoying the peacefulness

As I sip my coffee

A few more moments before

My world wakes up

The phone starts to ring

Email inbox continually dings

Don’t take me wrong

I’m thankful for work

But these moments alone

Rejuvenate me

In a way

It’s hard to explain

E.A. Fussell


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