A Spring Day
The sun creeps ever higher in the sky;
a gentle breeze wafts through the air.
The birds sing their melodies
with too many voices to distinguish.
My little dog slumbers on the sunlit deck.
The birds flit to and fro from the bird feeders.
A cardinal hangs on the chain holding a feeder
as if defying gravity.
I sit and observe
with a contentment of
just being the witness
to the beauty
of a spring day.
All My Love Always, Keith
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