From the waking up
to the breakfast in the kitchen,
this is a sunday
I have never really knew.
On my favorite seat,
basking in sunshine flooding in.
Music from the headphones,
Makes everything seem so at east.
A peek into my drawer,
half open as a stand for my elbow,
I observed amidst the mess,
my red colored birthday card.
This corner of a one meter square,
a little sanctuary out of mess and chaos
where I am most at home,
while I am home.
Let this last a while more,
the sunshine through the window,
the ease that I am feeling
and the morning before time strikes twelve.
