Come in gently,
blow  the curtains free,
mess up the flowers,
topple the cup of tea.

Let the lone muffin stand
for as long as he can,
till one knock later
he will follow his clan.

Let the leaves rustle softly
and the dog bark loud,
as clouds move speedily
setting a new record

In the midst of this beauty
I find myself drawn,
grateful for this moment
as nature sings it’s song


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