Day 17- early morning poem

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mornings are dark
the days are short
the air is chill
and light and fresh
and seeps through
the sills

socks are worn
jeans and fleece
are the uniform
cozy
hot drinks
baked goods

outside to see the colors
scarlet, gold and purple
breathe the air deep
let it seep
into every cell
circulate life

 

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