Thin gnarled fingers 
grasping tight;
the buttered, 
black raspberry 
jam covered 
toasted muffin.
Sun now up; cool 
morning breezes;
hot coffee quietly 
awaits as does my 
little chihuahua.
Slippers on with 
pen and pad in hand.
Blue jays jousting 
over the burnt crust.
On the back porch 
watching as the dog 
chases the many 
hoodoos or whatsits 
in the fenced yard; 
soon corralled but a 
barista's not here; 
back inside we go; 
for another cup of 
timeless splendor.

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