Three Kings' Day
For you, For you, on this day
On Three Kings' Day
a quiet kind of gift
Not the noisy kind, just something small and true.
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A cup of coffee, kept warm
This morning, the light comes in sideways, and the kettle boils like it always does. You stir sugar without thinking, and for a second, the day feels like a held breath. That's the thing about small rituals—they hold us steady without us noticing. Today, maybe even the dust on the windowsill looks golden.
Three observations for the occasion
Said out loud
To what quietly keeps us
Maybe the first day after the holidays is the hardest, when the tree comes down and the house gets big again. But there's still that yellow afternoon, the one that slides along the wall and reminds you that light returns. I'm not good with big words, so here's what I mean: I'm glad you're here, that we can share a cup and a slow hour. May this year give you little things—a warm mug, a clear morning, a laugh that sneaks up on you. And may you always have someone to hand a teacup to across the table.
On Three Kings' Day a quiet kind of gift
Here's to the quiet evenings and the lights that don't need to be bright.