The plans have changed.
The weather shifted.
The gift did not arrive.
There was no solitary time to organize.
This didn't come out as hoped.
And yet, here it is, another morning.
Sky the color of reflected snow.
Enough water for a shower, and tea.
The guests are still sleeping.
The morning chores are done.
The gift is the moment.
Not waiting any more.
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