Morning Peace

A house empty with calm silence,

No one has risen yet,

Sun ascending up into the sky.

~

Stars and the moon nodding off,

Time for them to doze,

Where they meet in the land of dreams.

~

Tea kettle whistles; alerting me awake,

Eggs sizzle in a frying pan,

Toast meets melting butter.

~

Hopeful possibilities of a brand new day,

Breathing slowly in and out,

Promising to myself to carry morning peace.

(c) Amanda Wilson 2013

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