LemonWindow

Lemon Window - BeeWaee

Lemon light across the wall

Soft reflection, quiet call

Steam from tea begins to climb

Making clouds that measure time

The day leans in with gentle grace

Golden lines across my face

The room is still, the colors new

And peace comes dressed in yellow hue

Lemon window clear and near

Pour your laughter through the air

Simple joy, not loud, not soon

Just morning's echo dressed in noon

Paper rustles, shadows play

Tiny notes drift far away

Nothing planned and nothing late

The sunlight hums deliberate fate

My cup is warm, my breath is light

The sky hums softly out of sight

And everything feels right in tune

Beneath this soft lemon afternoon

If calm could sing it might sound sweet

Like footsteps soft on summer street

I sit, I see, I understand

How sunlight holds a human hand

Lemon window hold this glow

Paint my mind in amber slow

No rush to leave, no need for more

The light itself becomes the score

Fading warmth, the color stays

Golden breath in gentle ways

And I remain still and awake

The world turns slow in lemon haze