My Friend Mickey

A rainy morning, a cloudy day out of my window. There’s a wonder of what the rest of the day could bring. Not too much of wonder by the time I pour the coffee in the Mickey Mouse cup. It feels like a lazy day, maybe a minute or two to write a few lines in a poem or a thoughtful ramble on a notepad. Then, of course, there is always you. I’ll share my cup of Joe with you, this morning. Happy day on the CoffeeMystery. – Tu Bears

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