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MORNING
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ABSTRACT POEMS I love this time.
I love feeling like
I am the only one up.
I love the feeling.
The feeling of knowing I have the whole day.
A day stretching out before me.
Like a field or meadow.
The dawn is coming.
A new say is coming.
The end of the night.
The beginning of the day.
The sun shining over the green grass.
Very nice Chris. I am having problems with the mornings right now. It seems every day blends into the next. Too much the same routine I think.
Blessings,
Lesa