Sunday Poems
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A Sunday morning, a slow cup of coffee, and Etta James. Or in my case, Sunday morning, a headache from too much caffeine, a screaming toddler, and my husband leaving for boating practice. These poems are a tribute to a Sunday kind of love. Small joys, tiny victories, painful crushes, saying goodbye, and watching new things flower.
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A Sunday morning, a slow cup of coffee, and Etta James. Or in my case, Sunday morning, a headache from too much caffeine, a screaming toddler, and my husband leaving for boating practice. These poems are a tribute to a Sunday kind of love. Small joys, tiny victories, painful crushes, saying goodbye, and watching new things flower.
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A Sunday morning, a slow cup of coffee, and Etta James. Or in my case, Sunday morning, a headache from too much caffeine, a screaming toddler, and my husband leaving for boating practice. These poems are a tribute to a Sunday kind of love. Small joys, tiny victories, painful crushes, saying goodbye, and watching new things flower.
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