Fresh Donuts and Coffee
The sun is up and a new day is ahead.
I don’t want to get up. I want to stay in bed.
I don’t work today. I have nowhere to go.
To the world, I wish to be a no-show.
However, there’s that smell so sweet.
It comes from the donut shop across the street.
Everything there smells so heavenly.
I start my morning with
FRESH DONUTS AND COFFEE.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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