First.
Morning.
Birds singing.
Ordinary things -
Taking the dog out
Filling the bird feeder
Making then drinking coffee
And putting clothes in the washer.
Everyday things, simple, routine,
Seem sweeter in a silent, dawn-lit house.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
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3 comments:
Love this. The layout for the poem works perfectly!
We should all experience that feeling of doing in the quiet moment.
Very nice.
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