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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1426366
I wrote this poem on a chilly morning in May
its chilly
morning air comes in through the window
to remind me
I wake without warmth today

wrapped in fleece pants and hooded sweaters
with a cup of strong coffee
the sun has gone into hiding

song birds and bumble bees
are sleeping in today

and I wait for a warm heart
to warm my cold hands
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