Spring Afternoon
The wind among the trees,
the sun behind a cloud.
A peaceful day in my backyard
is where my soul is found.
It may not be too large,
for fences it enclose
but my whole world waits for me there
for worries there run slow.
Leaves in sunlight shimmer,
the cardinal spreads it’s wings,
the day frolics among the leaves,
a garden cricket sings.
Flowers aren’t yet blooming
but summer’s drawing near.
It gently whispers on the wind
right there, beneath my ear.
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