Saturday, November 2, 2013

early morning dark

walking in the early morning dark
it's warmer today
my fingertips didn't turn into popsicles

alone

I remember writing my brother Pat
when I was living up on Lopez Island:
"I'm happier when the time spent alone
is greater than the time spent with other people."
I still enjoy my quiet early mornings,
sitting with a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper,
but my "alone" has evolved to include my little family...