every day i wake slow,
gone the days of
feet to floor with grand plans
these are the days of ordinary and
first things, a need for quiet

i shuffle downstairs in my
cozy wrap and wool
slippers,
our bed quilt thrown across my arm

i start the day with two cups
of french press,
sometimes candle light, a pen,
books

i read design blogs, look at ideas
for making house
while i make room for home

the day dawns slowly this time
of year
and it suits me well,
remembering how change comes
sometimes at once,
but more often steeped like ground beans
in a caraffe or
cradled like a rising light on the
horizon

Joining today with Five Minute Friday and the prompt SLOW. May you know a piece of slow in your day, friends.

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