Awoke this morning 4: 00 am
my covers where warm, pillow soft'n fluffy.
The dogs round the woodburning stove and
the cat at the foot of the bed.
Quiet through out the house
except the dimmed radio in the neighboring
childs room.
Yesterdays news, yesterdays issues and
the hours ahead of me will not 'plague' me
Right now in this moment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem