This morning the sun arrived

in a burst of glory as some trees

prepared for a colorful exit.

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The hills are aflame

with the promise of sunrise

as crows soar overhead

and the ground lies covered with

a blanket of fallen leaves.

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Before the day breaks,

while night’s darkness still lingers,

the cats start to share

their plans for the day. I sigh

and try to go back to sleep.

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Down by the roadside

a small deer stands wondering

where his mother went.

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The sky is filled with the song

of that solo flying bird

Perhaps he’s auditioning for a duet.

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Knox greeted the vet

with enthusiasm, but

when he caught on to

why we’d come, he looked at me

as if to say, “this ain’t fun”.

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Staring at me from the porch rail,

several birds clearly convey

they must be fed without delay.

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As much as we’d like,

things are seldom black and white,

but sometimes there’s gold.

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Clouds in shades of pink,

white, and gray catch sight

of themselves in the pond –

mere reflections of their lofty selves.

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On a walk with Knox

waiting for something to drop

other than this rain.

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