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Friendship
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Breakfast
Watching waves,
While I eat,
Nice cooked breakfast,
High and heaped.
Past the window
People stroll,
Early morning,
Sails unroll.
Gentle movement,
Friendly breeze,
Morning welcome,
From the trees.
Drinking coffee,
Steaming sweet,
Click my fingers,
Tap my feet.
Breakfast is
A time to dream,
When I'm sitting
By the sea.
Joy Weare.
7th September, 2004.
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