the sun
feels good upon my face.
the front
porch
of white cement is warm.
the trees
smile with green.
a stack of books beside
me
waiting to be read. the pages
willing
to give me
what I need.
the sun feels good
on this
new day, new morning.
it feels
like a wonderful dream.
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Nice
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