Thursday, January 10, 2013

Morning Lyrics





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Norwegian spruce trees, veering to tan
empty house, mood calm as dawn,
cloudy sky, fog veils the terrace,
a new day, touched, via street signs,
thoughts dwell on west elm,
the way clothes spin tangled in Laundromat,
wondrous moments repeat,
hope drifts on the wings of wet air.

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