I wake from troubled dreams
shuffle wearily to the kitchen
my hair sticks up in some
outer-space hairdo, my favorite
pjs have holes at the elbows
I grunt a morning greeting
and you are there – smiling
with coffee ready and news
of the latest visitors to the
backyard bird feeder
Sweet. Nice to have a cheerful partner with coffee made.
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you lucky thing!
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😊
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Lovely scene. I wake to a similar one, it’s comforting. Nice poem.
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thanks!
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Sounds like a beautiful morning!
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😊
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Love this. 🙂 That morning turned around quickly.
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Thanks De!
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Aww, this is beautiful and love the scenery it depicts.
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Thanks very much!
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