Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Couldn't wait. For a new day.

I love to get up. A few hours after going to bed. To read a book. Or to write. To contemplate. Being alive. Such a wonderful feeling. After being refreshed. By sleep. Time for a doughnut and a glass of milk. A loving thought, too. Guess I couldn’t wait. For a new day. --Jim Broede

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