it’s in the joy
these blessings
a smile
the morning back rub
loving eyes
over a steaming cup

we sup
and savor
every sound
and flavor
caressing the morning

like the soft fur
of a passing kitty

gone the toil
the forgotten pain
and distant turmoil
a singular awareness of privilege
remains

driving our intention
to live
and love this day
if only

Peace/Love

m(~_~)m