Quiet mornings in the country

Warm kiss of sunlight,
The flutter of consciousness,
Gently stirring life.

Coffee pours freely,
Filling the mug to the brim,
Steam whirls in a dance.

The morning silence,
Interrupted by laughter,
Shared between old friends.

Warm breeze stirs the field,
In the early morning light,
Green become golden.

Sun casts long shadows,
But our smile shines so brightly,
Morning never ends.


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