Bourbon Sunrise

bourbon sunrise
You are my bourbon sunrise.
To you, I open my eyes.
I drink you in,
my only win.
Still, disappointment knocks at the door,
but I don’t want any more,
so I eat from the table of gratitude
and let that dictate my mood.

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