Curled up like a cat
In a patch of January sun
Time stretched out before.
No self-imposed expectations
Or to-do lists beckoning
As is usually the case.
Rather simply a heart
Thankful to be experiencing
The gift of another day.
Sickness which hung like a veil
Has lifted and leaves in its wake
A tired, but happy soul.
Conscious once again
That health is a state
We often take for granted.
Taking joy in the gentle cuddles
That, out of necessity,
Had to be temporarily suspended.
Reveling in the simple
And the mundane routines of life
That for today seem holy.
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