A few early morning shots of Clara first thing.
There's nothing like plucking her out of her nighttime nest,
holding her close,
feeling her warmth...like bread fresh from the oven.
Watching her come to life and stretch herself
to morning time.
Stretch
stretch
stretch,
and then a big smile as she realizes
another day is ahead of her
and it's bound to be as great as the last
if not better.
I wish I could hold that
warm bread moment
for just a little while longer
each day and savor
the smell, the softness
and the spirit
greet life.
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