Like a child stealing candy
I think I pull one over on time

Stealing morning greedily
these quiet minutes, mine

What is this need for stillness
perfect mid night moment
fan breeze bringing swirl from outside?

We protect ourselves from back
and forth we go over these lines

If only we could sit still
and not consider
the to do list

If only we could run
and not need a break

If only we could stand in the rain laughing
and not feel wet afterwards