The sky started to light an hour ago,
A cool crisp breeze greets me as i walk outside
with warm coffee
and with, for now, a peaceful heart;
a brief respite
against the clamor to come.
Breathe on, breeze…breathe on.
The Morning here : A Haiku
The sky started to light an hour ago,
A cool crisp breeze greets me as i walk outside
with warm coffee
and with, for now, a peaceful heart;
a brief respite
against the clamor to come.
Breathe on, breeze…breathe on.
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