That broken limb now

touches the ground, but once it

tried to touch the sky.

JDG

The choice seeds go first,

but as the day goes on all

the rest are soon gone.

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When push comes to shove

at the bird feeder, some birds

fight; others take flight.

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Just watching the flames

in the fireplace dance brings

me a quiet joy.

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The sun adds a light

note to winter’s rendition

of grayness and gloom.

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Before the sun leaves,

it gives the pond a final

caress, whispering, “I’ll be back.”

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Two contented cats

rest on my bed, their purrs

lulling me to sleep.

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In all the flurry

the squirrels made, that small bird

just sat and observed.

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Sun and rain agreed

to join each other for some

early morning play.

JDG

Black Eyed Susan’s wink

at bees who won’t stop buzzing

about delicious nectar.

JDG