I am the light,
From yonder window breaks,
The sun streaks with warmth,
I gleefully meet to warm its face.
To cross the floor and glide so sweetly,
A dream of coffee,
Milk and Sugar,
Warming silence and a calming dawn panting,
Waits just on the other side of the kitchen.
A flash and pang of pain,
Soul wincing away with hatred, disdain
I've stubbed my toe, lo, should I complain?
Those around me would wake and suffer
My fate just the same
Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 2:15 PM UTC
I am the light,
From yonder window breaks,
The sun streaks with warmth,
I gleefully meet to warm its face.
To cross the floor and glide so sweetly,
A dream of coffee,
Milk and Sugar,
Warming silence and a calming dawn panting,
Waits just on the other side of the kitchen.
A flash and pang of pain,
Soul wincing away with hatred, disdain
I've stubbed my toe, lo, should I complain?
Those around me would wake and suffer
My fate just the same
