morning comes
the sun glowing between the streets
the sweet scent of cinnamon toast
tangy grapefruit
coffee brewed by a caregiver
arm in a sling
nathan calls from east coast
i am in his heart for empathy
soft shades of morning
hopping keys the keyboard
humming into a sense of normalcy
hope in these words
the sun glowing between the streets
the sweet scent of cinnamon toast
tangy grapefruit
coffee brewed by a caregiver
arm in a sling
nathan calls from east coast
i am in his heart for empathy
soft shades of morning
hopping keys the keyboard
humming into a sense of normalcy
hope in these words
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