Honey Dearest

A fresh breeze wafts in through the open window

The curtain flutters gently, scattering the sunlight

Pages rustle in a newfound fiction favorite

A picnic is prepared for a luncheon on the grass

The porcelain teacup clinks as it returns to a saucer

Maybe a little honey to sweeten the leisurely day

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