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On the Deck

Chipmunks scamper; bees buzz by. Gaily flits a butterfly. Caterpillar moves a notch; On my bench I sit and watch. Nuthatch calls and near my ear Mosquitoes let me know they're here. Hummingbird stops by to drink; From my perch I pause and think. In the city, people stream But here, I'm all alone to dream. Nature beckons; with delight I answer with the words I write.

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Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 7/31/2017 11:59:00 PM

Written like the true poet you are Ilene. Words are what we wear, what we eat and how we sleep, and most of all, how we dream! Lovely! : )

Jan Allison

Date: 7/31/2017 2:34:00 PM

What a picturesque serene scene you paint with your words Ilene, people rush about so much in their daily lives and miss so much if they only opened their eyes and saw the beauty around them:-) hugs jan xx

Heidi Sands

Date: 7/31/2017 2:25:00 PM

I love this Ilene. Very nice. It is relaxing to read . It helps the reader to be right there :)

Lin Lane

Date: 7/31/2017 2:07:00 PM

Life through the eyes of a poet who takes the time to appreciate the simple things in life. In a setting such as you describe, Ilene, the quiet is only broken by nature, and it's really a shame that city folks can't know the wonders that you describe so well.