breakfast laid out
pink tray
sunny porch
wicker chair
Do not Savor.
Do not Rush.
Do not Clasp.
Do not Count
how many more.
Look.
Let that be Enough
over and over
one moment
then
the next
flowing past me
or me flowing past it
or
well, who knows
which is moving,
which is still?
What matters is
both of us waving
as we pass by.