Some Rumi from Patricia J Grace

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in the Adirondacks The morning ruckus of birds wakes me with no hope of returning to sleep. Letting the meowing cat up from the basement after adding a lump of cat food to her dish, the coffee beans are ground with the scent going to my core. As it drips slowly through the filter, my […]

via A New Day — Patricia J Grace

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