(rock found on the beach at
Whidbey Island)
“Shared language is a morning prayer.” Enid Dame
In the stillness before dawn,
when the colors of the day
begin
to coalesce in the woods,
I sip coffee and wait for Jo
Anne
to come down to get her tea,
smile, and talk about how we
slept.
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