air hangs wet
night heaves morning dew
lone bird sings
Nice one 🙂
Lone bird sings | the poet too | coffee steams as they lift the dew. 🙂
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Hello friend back 🙂
…. while author has her morning coffee.
You know it 🙂
“Night heaves morning dew” Yup. That’s just how it feels! Brilliant! 😉 xoxoM
Good morning, Audra! You’re such a master! “Hangs, heaves, sings!” Beautiful.
Hello, Cathy 🙂
Thank you. Hope all is well in your world.
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