Early Morning

In the gaze of candles

illuminating the room,

my children’s faces,

held in time to behold.

I was wondering about the day,

the new year,

watching flickering lights

waiting for me to decide.

I looked up from my coffee

slow immediate steam swirls

reminding me of beauty,

the little things that turn our lives

to where we land,

and then I thought of

that time before.


© Thom Amundsen 1/2022

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