[ In those moments…. A poem on reflection time ]

In those moments… photo by author In those moments just as I wake eyes still shut glued tight I'd rather lie undercover Me, my thoughts and I Sometimes fleeting glimpses of dreams remain Sometimes I remember nothing Only what is on the list Did I pay the phone bill? Do I have eggs, milk or bread? Sometimes I remember those I miss hoping still for notification of a message that never comes Or being able to call and say “hi Mom” I could mull over something that went wrong to try to make peace and calm my mind Sometimes I write with one eye open because the words came in the night I count the minutes to see if I can hit snooze again and again Making the moments last and pass Before the day takes hold as I reflect.