My favourite time of day is four and five in the morning,
There is a stillness then, that leaves at ?
I do not know when
The cats patiently await at window pane
As I sip my coffee
Listening to the gentle patter of what could be rain
My eyes surrendered upon a book
Empty pages ,leather bound
A thought , this is the perfect origin
To write a moment I will captured in the day
Just one line
A smile from who knows who
A thought of someone loved
Penned , valued on the page.
To be found with wonder at a later stage.
Lovely ❤️
A lovely idea and sentiment. thank you.