Break of Day

I’ve taken enough photos
to know of the golden hour.

It comes around dusk
when the sun is low.

But in my home, there’s
another golden time;

it’s crisp and glowing,
early in the morning.

Great golden shafts of light
shoot through the sweetgum trees,
penetrating the screened porch.

You can drink your coffee in your robe
and eat your breakfast.

You can consider the weight of gold
but the break of day is priceless.

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Suburban Zen

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