This Particular Morning

On this particular morning

The air clears my lungs

Drains the haze from my gaze

Makes me feel a touch more alive

Than on other days

Or mayhaps a great deal more

Knowing what could be in store

Searching for those open doors

To open fields, and angel rays amore

Sip my coffee and listen to a score

By Count Basie, and dreaming of my Lover, whom I adore


Photo by Federico Respini on Unsplash

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