dreamy thoughts
are interrupted, his presence drawing near
repeated weight upon each step
closer now I hear
enter our morning tradition
balancing a teetering cup with only his right hand
accompanied by ceramic chatter
and I know
I can face the morning
and the day
Such a simple action
to give in such a way
He knows just how I like it
I’ve seen him watching me
We have this handy gadget it’s small yet does the job
blend organic agave & cream
pour coffee on the top
The cream foams at the brim
topped with sugar and cinnamon
shaken
from a dead soldier salt shaker
This sequence is a$$ backwards, yet the feeling just the same.
If asked would I do it over, I’d shout “I will” again.
Protest the Chaos with Splashes of beauty 
That was so sweet! Loved it 🙂
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Thank you Laura!
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The simplest actions always seem to have the most intricate of meanings. I love this, Trudi.
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Thank you Claremary, I can’t be on here daily as I would like and my response time is slower these days. Would that I could shoot a three point basket in heals! Awareness of the beauty around me brings satisfaction money can’t buy. Our system was down for awhile…more ways than one – not as satisfying in the least.
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Gah… Made me cry. How beautiful. ❤
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Jena, I hope it was from laughter!
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Lovely poem, Trudi. Warms my heart!
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Such lovely words, Trudi. Your poem is just beautiful…like the love you share!! Happy 10 year celebrations!
Sent from my iPhone
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Thank you! He has been kind in so many ways money can’t buy! Love ya!
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Thank you! Glad to see you working a lot from your smart phone! Thanks for being a witness that day and now. Love you!
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