Sunday Picks Up
Silence geets me when I wake
I stare out the window
at a world of stillness
Life suspended in time
Empty streets waiting for traffic
I savor these moments
before noise speaks it’s truth
My heart is free and peaceful
The sun is still dreaming of creation
Sunday picks up when the dream ends
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Thanks for the heads up :)