Morning Poem, June 24, 2020

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If I could seize a day

I would capture this one

With its gigantic white clouds

Drifting in the sun

And no clock ticking

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And in the afternoon a breeze

A faint taste of heaven

That wakens memory

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I hear the saxophone and piano

Stream melody and chords

From a window down the lane

And wish that the song

Would go on forever.

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Copyright 2020

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