delicious he says

the day
the sky
the cloud
                s
                  s
                    s
the colour
 s
the green
 the blue
  the yellow shades too

swirled
warm
within
 a
cup delicate imbues

my soul with these thoughts
i look and see the winter skye
the clouds i see sweetly drift by
             i sit
     i savor
i breathe in the cool air
       i am
in this moment
           i am
        what i am

tl folkers
 having a sip of dr. seuss