Days 4,5,6 poems

Sunny then cloudy
My heart shines when the sun shines
No leaves yet on trees.

Sunny windowsill,
Blossoms over green green leaves
Indoors, blooming, pink.

Softly comes the sun
Peeking out to greet my morn
Breakfast, coffee, friend.

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