Peeling apart the day
Like layers of an onion
bit of brunch
A taste A snug A rub
Two little ones with four paws
Ice cream in my coffee
Cooking food in shorts
Singing a little song
To last all day long
Showing outside my good side
Can’t be mad at the side walk
That is just snow lemons
And a bitter filter
Can make a bitter person if you let it
There is no better way
to improve the day
Than a dance to your
Own little cave in the world
And a smile on the face
Of a flower that still lives
To see the moon again
Nothing matters

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