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	<title>Creative Ashes &#187; Alice N. Persons</title>
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		<title>There is time to read</title>
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		<dc:creator>Chip Cain</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Perfect Day You wake with no aches in the arms of your beloved to the smell of fresh coffee you eat a giant breakfast with no thought of carbs there is time to read with a purring cat on your lap later you walk by the ocean with your dog on this cut crystal [...]]]></description>
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<p>You wake with<br />
no aches<br />
in the arms<br />
of your beloved<br />
to the smell of fresh coffee<br />
you eat a giant breakfast<br />
with no thought<br />
of carbs<br />
there is time to read<br />
with a purring cat on your lap<br />
later you walk by the ocean<br />
with your dog<br />
on this cut crystal day<br />
your favorite music and the sun<br />
fill the house<br />
a short delicious nap<br />
under a fleece throw<br />
comes later<br />
and the phone doesn&#8217;t ring<br />
at dusk you roast a chicken,<br />
bake bread, make an exquisite<br />
chocolate cake<br />
for some friends<br />
you&#8217;ve been missing<br />
someone brings you an<br />
unexpected present<br />
and the wine is just right with the food<br />
after a wonderful party<br />
you sink into sleep<br />
in a clean nightgown<br />
in fresh sheets<br />
your sweetheart doesn&#8217;t snore<br />
and in your dreams<br />
and old piece of sadness<br />
lifts away</p>
<p><em><a href="http://www.shelteringpinespress.com/publications/alicepersons.html" target="_blank">by Alice N. Persons</a></em></p>
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