It’s been awhile that I’ve been in my home swimming in my thoughts, trying to find my lost earring. Steady swimming steady searching and steady thinking on my next move, until I spotted the sun’s shadow arising. I slowly awake and I lay there looking, looking at the morning gloom and the ceiling. I laid there and looked some more. I couldn’t help by noticing that the warmth of the sun was just the right touch that I needed in my face, a touch so soft that I’ll need forever.
