Singing in the rain,

the birds thanked me for their feast.

The squirrels didn’t give a peep.

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This year Summer chose

not to rush in and push Spring

hurriedly aside.

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Cardinal plays leapfrog

with three cowbirds as they dine.

They are not amused.

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The low of cows greets

the morning sun. Perhaps they’re

asking if it plans to stay.

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When that worry flag

starts waving, I’m learning to

nod and walk away.

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Gave myself a hug.

Told myself, though not perfect,

I’m still pretty good.

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Yes, the lights went out,

but I had time to grab light

makers before night crawled in.

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Morning air fills with

songs of lilting joy. Knox finds

his among the sticks.

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Hearing the old tree

creak, I realized we two have

some things in common.

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Time to put the pen

down. Out of ideas, but

still plenty of ink.

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