330

To my beloved 330 am.

How is it that you come to me so quickly?

Where do the hours go? 

If ten hours I could add to each day,

then the world around me may start to move slow.

Each day a whirlwind of here and there,

with stresses and worries all of their own.

It's here that I embrace our moments of silence

when the world is quiet and we are alone.