Today, I woke up with a song forming in my soul.
Enjoying my creamed coffee on the terrace,
The morning sun,
Beating steady to the rhythm forming in my throat.
Nova played in the flower beds,
Triumphantly scaling the large tree that stands before the house.
While collecting my second cup of coffee
My violin found its way with me,
And together,
We played with the wind.
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