A dash of a morning

A smidgen startled by the alarm, a speck under the weather, a wisp of a sore throat, a touch of cinnamon and cayenne in my coffee, a mite tired on the road, a hint of sunrise color in the sky, a sliver of a moon overhead, a small herd of cows resting beside Route 155, a tad sunblinded crossing the Hatem bridge, a bit of traffic along the way, a little wistful for those I miss. 

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