A Favorable Day Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

The sun leans gently through the window,
spilling light across the wooden floor.
A breeze stirs the curtains,
carrying the scent of something familiar,
something warm.

Laughter drifts in from the street,
footsteps passing, voices rising and fading.
A cup of coffee rests in your hands,
steam curling upward,
a quiet moment held between seconds.

Nothing extraordinary,
yet everything feels just right.