A Winter Morning Poem

In the quiet solitude of a winter morning,

I cozy up with the silence

listening intently

mug in hand

thinking

 

while wrapped up in a blanket

with my thoughts

pen in hand

writing

 

then being present with the moment

as time stands still

pause in hand

appreciating.

 

 

 

 

2 thoughts on “A Winter Morning Poem

  1. I love this! I felt as though I experienced that time and was sitting right beside you (with my own pen in hand! I love the line “being present with the moment as time stands still.” What a beautiful thought!

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