Morning musings…
Shadows dance
Shadows dance
on my bedroom wall.
Branches swaying
in the morning breeze,
create a moving,
monochrome canvas.
I stretch, feel grateful
for the comfort of my bed.
For trusty canine,
curled up beside me.
For the welcome aroma
of freshly brewed coffee.
For awakening at home
to safety, security, and peace.
For simply watching
shadows dance on my bedroom wall.
Sandi Knight © 2024
Sandi Knight 
I love it, Sandi. I so often feel the same way, but my bedroom window faces west so I no longer get the morning sun. That’s okay because I see the changes in the trees outside my window, hear the twitters of the birds in the branches and know that I have another day of life to live.
I would remove one word of your lovely poem. Take the ‘up’ from the dog curled beside you. But it is, of course, your poem and entirely up to you.
Take care. I hope we see each other at a Pens meeting soon.
Linda ________________________________
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Thank you Linda. I appreciate your kind words and support!
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