the easy things

 
 
eggs in the morning  
with yokes shinning  
like twin sun  
rises  
 
staying in bed all day  
under the cocoon  
of blankets in  
January  
 
the unexpected gift  
of a day with  
nothing to  
do  
 
the smell of pages from  
an old book unfolding  
years of  
memory  
 
how our shadows never  
abandons us no  
matter what  
we have  
done  
 
the assurance and safety in  
knowing nothing last  
forever  
 
not you  
 
not I  
 
so relax
 
it will all be  
over with
soon