i am barefoot on our lineoleum watching the sun steal across our lawn listening to the quiet hum of our refrigerator knowing you're asleep deeply completely warm under shadows i take a sip of coffee breathe in the early morning beauty of being alive lift up my arms twirl in the lemon light of today
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i love this poem. i wish you would publish a book of poetry. you should try. just type them all out and send them to a publisher. i would buy it.
thank you so much, vee! that's one of my dreams.
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