Routine of Periwinkle

Periwinkle: I think this is a mature color — it hints of the courage and nobility of purple and rests in the tranquility and trueness of blue.

I tread out of the room

as lightly as possible —

it is a few minutes before

4am, and I know you need

more sleep after a long week.

The house is still — wind

is predicted to be coming,

so I enjoy the quiet

of an early morning

before the creaks and groans

of a home enduring wild

Texas winds.  I sit in the same

leather chair that greets me

each morning, across is your

suede recliner swiveled a quarter

turn from the desk just as you

left it last evening, your favorite

flannel robe laid across the back,

you’ll slip it on before you kiss

me and then pad into the kitchen

to make your coffee.  I wait

for the routine of our periwinkle

dawn, a sweet blessing

of our maturing love , enduring

like a faithful flower opening

to greet the new day’s sun.

—C.L. Fisher, February 2021

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