Disposable Daily Poem:
There is a warmness to the morning air
so comfortable as I sip coffee in the chair
accompanied by the slightest of a breeze
caresses the skin in a way that does please
The coffee mug is hot to hold in my hand
hot indeed but it isn't more than I can stand
Taste so rich and good as it passes the lips
I revel in the sensousness as morning slips
The darkness is with me still at this hour
but I can feel the new sun, feel it's power
filled with hope and promise, perhaps fun
I have no way of knowing until day is done.
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