Small cup of quiet

Somewhere a bird sings

And I’ve found a small cup of quiet

Going to drink it

Slow wake up call to my soul

Pages written and now it’s not

Affectation knowing it will walk a

Path into the world

Lover asleep

Walk the dog

Things to do

Used to resent it

But I’m working on

Contemplating how

There’s pleasure in the smallest things

The thought, a biscuit,

Goes well with the quiet

Enjoy them both

Before the day begins,

If you don’t know, my book Until She Sings is out now in paperback and ebook.


Until She Sings


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