Kenneth Suelo Cold Poems
- 1. Home In Her Arms (a Mothers Day Poem For Mom)
I woke up today with the heat of the morning rays touching my face and the cold evening breeze that's still chillin inside of me. I hear the sound of that familiar beat, an old classic tune that sorrounds the room, a groovy kinda song is just right to set the mood.
Just right outside, the Kitchens busy and sound that it makes is like an orchestra. The kettle started boiling, wistling out its steam with a sweet bitter smell, brewing that black roasted bean is just the right kick for a sunday morning treat.
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