Foggy Morning Muse

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Grey, foggy morning
doves cooing softly
sweet tea sips
warm blanket across my lap
my pen pauses waiting
for the words to flow
completing the morning
ritual by dawn’s misty morn.

I feel a wonder at my
hard-won serenity
so grateful am I every day
a life well-lived
many lessons learned
and the opportunity
to give back to others
what Creator so generously
has bestowed on me.

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