Early mornings, coffee cups
Rediscovering memories
Bedroom ceiling
Wide eyed and dreaming
When all the things I thought I knew
Are fading in the morning dew
And home is just a point of view
But all the while
It took me round the world to see
You are where I need to be
Afternoon the sun dips down
A place where I can find my peace
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 