Musings From My Stoop
Hopefully, Old Man Winter has had his final fling!
Now, from my stoop I can relish the coming of spring!
I can watch as nature awakens and begins anew its birth.
From my perch I enjoy simple things of which there is no dearth.
A pair of squirrels entertain me, playing tag upon the grass.
They scamper up the elm, each giving the other lots of sass!
Mr. and Mrs. Robin built a cozy nest in my apple tree,
And I see three newly minted babes peering back at me!
Hummingbirds flit about sampling nectar from every flower.
The soothing coo of a mourning dove greets me from the bower.
I witness a monarch butterfly emerging from its cocoon.
A pretty golden finch serenades me with its lilting tune!
A pair of wrens is teaching their young the thrill of flight.
A haughty blue jay settles in a tree, scolding all in sight!
The roses, apple and cherry trees are in full bloom,
Filling the air about me with sweet-scented perfume!
From my humble stoop I need only to lift my eyes,
To see snow-crowned Pikes Peak agleam in the skies!
I needn't travel to any distant alien or exotic destination.
From my own back yard I can savor the wonder of Creation!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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