Sunday, June 5, 2011

Waking too early she sits and sips her coffee.
Sipping coffee she picks up her knitting.
Knitting she listens as the birds serenade the rising sun.
Listening she watches the early morning light stretch across the floor.
Watching she smiles at the motes twinkling through the sunbeams.
She smiles.


Victoria said...

Reading this post has relaxed me. I don't know what's going on here, but it's good :)

Brook said...

Maybe it's the pictures, they nearly exactly captured the peaceful feeling I was experiencing that morning.