Simple Things
by Ginny Cruz
Quietness of morning before the house awakes,
Smells of coffee brewing and my first warm taste.
The sounds of my babies stirring in their beds,
Sweetness of their eyes and the shapes of their heads.
Rumbles of thunder and the fresh smell of rain,
The lonesome whistle ...
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Smells of coffee brewing and my first warm taste.
The sounds of my babies stirring in their beds,
Sweetness of their eyes and the shapes of their heads.
Rumbles of thunder and the fresh smell of rain,
The lonesome whistle ...