Breakfast, Near A Window Poem by Susan Lacovara

Breakfast, Near A Window

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My coffee, hot
In constrast of weather wicked
Winds awhirling
Just outside my pleasant perch

I will dress in thick layers
Protect my skin,
If not my heart
From these trying days
Of slicing gales
And paled happiness
That August offered

Breakfast, near a window
Open it, and the day blows in

Saturday, January 31, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: morning
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(01/31/15) The ongoing journey of managing winter's relentless charge.
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