Sunday Moments


In this moment I’m living

Tomorrow never comes, as the fire

Blazes at peace, in seconds

It rises and falls, but enjoys

And relishes in its own heat.


The classical piano sounds in the hallway

Its beauty striking and lonesomeness intriguing;

In a moment I feel it in my chest,

An instrument with the keys replaced

By heart strings and rosebuds.


The conversations from the couch

Spring eagerness and joviality, a harmony

In our small brown eyes;

A talk of futures, pasts, and presents

And the memories to come of this day.


And the family harmonizes their voices

To create a muted melody of grace;

A moment abnormal in our disconnected lives,

As the cold blackness of the evening

Begets a united defense.


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