Lazy morning. Coffee and Bagel

Golden bread with a soul,

Food with substance,

Like manna long ago…

A memory of onions

Behind the nuttiness.

Warm, delicious, smooth,

Rough on my tongue.

Butter, liquid sunshine,

in crags and crevices.

Soothing delight,

Balm to the heart,

Brings a hum then a smile

And goodwill towards men.


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Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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