23 January 2007

a sun-filled morning

hot cereal breakfast

I love mornings
so much more now.

When the alarm clock
threw me out of bed
at 6 am,
I resented the darkness
outside my window.

It always took me
twenty minutes
to remember
how good it is to feel alive.

Those were long years.

Now, I wake up
when the sun hits our eyes
and I feel him stirring
beside me.

I never have problems
remembering my gratitude.

And I have more
photographs of breakfast
than ever before.

(inspired by 3191. of course.)

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