Sunny Saturday morn,
sitting on the porch,
sipping coffee warm.
Morning sun mops up the dew,
just one small cloud,
in a sky of blue.
Like a scoop of ice-cream without a cone,
it sits there melting,
all alone.
I closed my eyes for a moment or two,
they open, cloud's gone, no trace,
just blue.
9:10:22 AM 
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