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| "Morning's First Light", oil, by Karen Winters |
He felt reassured this morning.
The sunlight was letting itself down
among the trees once again,
and the furnace in the cellar
was celebrating its skill
in furnishing heat
for his household of hearts
and minds made to be special.
The magazine on his desk
was impressive
in the first sunshine of the day.
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