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Routinely,
     do I sit out here
     counting blessings,
     observing life as
     observes me,
     drinking it all in
     as if it were coffee,
     not so similar to that
     which is in my cup,
     but just as nourishing
     and satisfying for those
     who need more than caffeine;
Routinely,
     do I sit out here
     until the humidity
     gets the best of me,
     breathing in as much
     of nature's life as I can,
     before all my routines fade
     and I am let to deal
     with the stuffy life
     inside the house
     that is no longer home
     but more of a prison.

10July19