The Year Ends. The Year Begins.

This morning
The geese called me, wake!
to look at the palest pinks
and blues of grey dawn

This morning
wispy steam rising
my teacup counsels, patience
now is the waiting

This morning
Lily, the cat, sleeps
on work’s demanding laptop
conveniently


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