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Jul 2015
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A sleepy Sunday morning
the sun awakes the dawn
I slip from neath the covers
a smile and a yawn

You're lying there beside me
peacefully asleep
So beautiful the image
my mind it loves to keep

I make a *** of coffee,
pour a cup for you
Then wait for you to join me
a table set for two

I peek in at you sleeping,
you open up your eyes
and giggle when you see me,
I breathe a happy sigh

This sleepy Sunday morning,
now blue skies up above
Is always so much better,
*when shared with one you love
Good morning beautiful
Chris
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Chris
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