A distant night bird mocks the sun
I wake as I have always done
To freshly scented sycamore
And cold bare feet on hardwood floor
My steaming coffee warms my face
I'm diappointed in the taste
world
today
steaming
sleep
shadow
early
taste
distant
morning
coffee
firelight
disappear
brings
mocks
drink
moments
again
watch
things
alone
floor
scented
warms
tonight
forever
freshly
growing
sycamore
hardwood
hurry
always
night
peace
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