Apricot Morning Something For Which To Be Thankful
Giant basket of apricots rising
Scattering its contents across the east
Revealing frosty dried autumn leaves
Used as mulch to make plants feast
Light ice upon the birdbath
Birds will have ice water to drink
A chilled bath this morning
Will make everything shrink
The chorus of the songbirds
Singing my favorite tunes
I love what they've orchestrated
They're my missing link
All winter there was mostly silence
Now the love birds are singing again
Thank you, God for the magic
On You I can depend
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