Carpe Diem

I sit awake in our bed as
You slumber next to me
It’s cold
There’s frost on the garden and I struggle to steal your warmth.
Across the room – a blackened window
A simple thing, of little import, until
Old Sol peeks over the eastern
edge of the earth
Sunflowers turn their heads
to wish him well, as they are want to do.
You stir,
and slide closer.
Today begins anew, as yesterday ended.