“More and more, I have savoured
The silence I found untouched
Within the walls of a quiet home
When the sunset finds me on my own.
More and more, I have been thankful
For the peace I can’t take for granted,
As I try to list down the good and beautiful
Things, that have grown where I had them planted.
More and more, I have been careful
To not wish time away, keeping a watchful
Look, on the clock that ticks and tacks,
Teasing me with the hours I can’t get back.”
Ana