Sun spilled across my pillow this morning
like honey from a broken jar.
I watched it pool and spread:
First my fingers
Then my palm
Finally my wrist
Time moves differently in amber light.
Is that why we can’t catch it?
Articles and Photography by DK
Currently, I have not revealed my name to the readers of Sunday Morning Blogger. That may change soon. Laurie and I had decided early on it wasn't necessary. We only wanted to provide interesting articles and musings for our readers to hopefully enjoy. Since her death in 2021, I decided to reveal her full name. Thank you for coming to our little corner in this wide Internet world.
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