Just Below the Surface
Just below the surface
laughter is a gift
a day of sunshine
a friend shared
a sister cared
I quietly rise
and in my chair
I think of things
and say my prayers
the flickering light
the quietness of morn
has washed over me
from others scorn
I look past time
and sense a grace
it is not mine
but, just below the surface
a tear wells up
I take a deep breath
look toward the flicker,
and pick up my coffee cup
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I Look to the Heavens
It is 3:00 a.m.
My hands cupped
Snuggly around my
Coffee cup.
The flicker of the fire
Reflects my feelings
As if it is catching
Pain with every spark.
The rhythm of my heart
Beats just enough to get
My attention that I am real.
I miss people who have passed,
the little furry friend I have lost
and Grandma’s home.
I cannot rewind time,
Or reset the clock of yesterday
Or recreate people who cause pain.
Sitting here this morning in
Solitude and still darkness
I am reminded of the truth.
I am present in the early morning,
I am grateful for found peace,
I look to the heavens always.
Copyright: CMM 2019