May Morning
creeps forward like a mouse
foraging for food.
A grey veil of rain hovers
over every leaf and petal.
My toes in my slippers
point out into the day
but my fingers curled around
a cup of tea point
toward my bed.
May Morning
creeps forward like a mouse
foraging for food.
A grey veil of rain hovers
over every leaf and petal.
My toes in my slippers
point out into the day
but my fingers curled around
a cup of tea point
toward my bed.
Made me smile!
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Good! 😊
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Exactly my feeling on a rainy day…(K)
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