I must have the newspaper in the morning,
I must hold it, feel it, fold it, read it
Caress it like a lover
& I also need
A cup of steaming hot tea
& NRP
Anything else
Would be uncivilized.
My cat yowls for his food;
And for awhile
All is right with the world….
This ritual happens
365 times
A year.
David Cooper 2013
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