Morning Cup of Haiku

Gray clouds weep, rain falls.

Hot soups flavor, dancing taste soothes.

Glorious blanket.

Hot black coffee drink.

My face drinks the morning sun.

All downhill from here.

Snot streaks under his nose.

Toys thrown upon, everywhere.

2 year old finds joy.

Heart pumps wild red love.

My glorious inflated torture.

Pressure of a kiss.

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