early mornings
coffee on my breath,
it reminds me of him.
i wonder about his health
‘cause today, he looked grim
.
most days he’s my sunshine,
but others, i try to be his.
it feels like my duty to chime,
show him the bright side, that is.
he does it for me daily,
the least i can do is return it.
my sweet joshua tree.
i wanted to quit,
but i’m glad i didn’t.
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