4am and the cats want food
Gentle paw strokes bring the light
Coffee is brewing too slow
Excited fur balls around my feet go
On the deck as dawn awakens
Writing a few new daily lines
Blank pages are a favorite thing
The fresh day and what it brings
A world at peace in quiet of sleep
I prayed to God my soul to keep
That others may remain safe
As daylight brings another wave
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 