May Morning
Woken from deep sound sleep
By rolling thunder
Borne by fragrance laden
Breezes, from storms far away.
The aroma of coffee
Brewing in the kitchen
Mingles with the scents
Of fresh blooming lilacs.
The curtains billow
Near a wooden chair,
A book on its' seat
Lightly sprinkled with rain.
Phil Breidenbach (5.14.18)
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