Nest

It's the time of the year again
that my bed forms a warm protective nest in the morning
against the dark cold hostile world outside my duvet.

A warm hug by my bed
soft & gentle
not ready to release yet.

A cold sheet as soon as I move my legs
makes me crawl up again,
snoozing one more song of my alarm won't hurt anyone, right?


Comments

Brian Miller said…
ha. there are many mornings i wish i did not have to leave my coccoon....