Sunday, January 17, 2010

Winter's Morn

A new day dawns with promises despite the rain.

Snug under the covers with the pooch by my side.

Listening to the patter of rain on the window pane.

Thoughts of what to do today looms large.

Just laying there listening to the the dog breath.

Alone with my thoughts.

Clearing the dreams from my eyes.

Wishing you were here to cuddle up to.

Remembering the tenderness once shared.

The conversations that weren't necessary.

The joy of just being on a cold, rainy winter's morn.

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