At night I open my bedroom window,
wide for a warm breeze, just a crack for a sliver of cold.
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Our indoor cats crave outdoor air,
their noses jostle at the patio door.
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On hot windy days laundry dries quickly.
On a winter morning sheets hang stiffly.
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I had a yoga teacher once—He said:
“On rising take 10 deep breaths of fresh air.”
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Coal plants may be making a comeback.
Soon they’ll be selling fresh air in bottles.
©2016 ontheland
After I wrote this poem I thought I would do a web search to see if air (other than pure oxygen) has been marketed. Indeed it has been . I found an interesting February report from the UK.
Ontheland 
Beautiful.
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