sweet piercing
sunrise salutation
Robins, en masse,
hunt for breakfast
and a school janitor
quietly collects garbage
blown around by the night winds.
After walking,
I sit on a bench
and raise my arms to the sky.
Sitting here typing now,
I look out the window and see
a rainbow!
This
is being alive.
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Great Poem,I love to listen to the birds sing it's so comforting.
ReplyDeletethank you Tammy ☺☺
ReplyDeleteI love listening to birds singing too.
I feel the connection too sis... bless...
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