A Ring of Coasters

I rolled slowly out from the soft fold of the sofa cushions, wobbling across the smooth tabletop where the morning light lay wide and bright. Resting right in the center was a small stack of round felt drink coasters. Pausing quietly, I tapped my plush rim against the top one until it slid gently onto the wood. With slow, patient nudges, I guided four felt circles into a neat, snug ring around a small wooden pencil pot. Settling my curved edge against the colorful felt, I watched the pale sunbeams drift across the polished wood.