Sunday MorningA Poem by peppino ruggeri Reflections It’s Sunday’s
breakfast time I sit at the kitchen table My wife sits right across Peanut butter spread on toast Cream cheese and gooseberry jelly On the French radio music from Francis The coffee is hot, the tablecloth is neat My whole world is 60 square feet © 2022 peppino ruggeri |
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peppino ruggeriHanwell, New Brunswick, CanadaAboutI am a retired academic. I enjoy gardening, writing poems and short stories and composing songs which may be found on my youtube channel Han Gardener or Spotify under peppino ruggeri. more..Writing
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