I’m sitting alone today,

in my chair,

this is become a habit.

I have a warm coffee in my hands,

a daily ritual.

I wonder about things

I wander in my mind,

do I wish to be alone?

I think about trying to find peace

to feel comfort

while sitting alone.

I read some pages in a book,

write a few poems,

watch the snow outside.

Does it change my perspective

or remind me of my self.

I think about those things

sitting alone

in my chair

on a peaceful snowy day.