Light Filters

Morning has come through as
Light filters through the curtain
Between my slanted shades
I see dust particles swirl
As lift the curtain shades to on coming light
Which tells me today it is time to dust

April 28th prompt: Ask another poet to give you one line from an unfinished poem of theirs while you give the poet one of yours. Both of you write a poem and compare them when you are finished (or post a line in the comments section below, and look for a posted line in return).

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