Poetry: Yellow Glow


A demanding sunrise
requested my full attention.
I looked into the gorgeous,
yellow glow lacing
the hilltops in front of me.
I sighed a long breath
into the chilly air.
Refreshing.
I wrapped my hands around
my hot cup of coffee and smiled.
Linda J. Wolff

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Linda J. Wolff is an interurban word spinner and extrovert through many coffee-stained papers and owned by Rookie the hyperactive Pomeranian dog at Urban Poetry.

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