Wildlife Therapy
Sun sneaking a peek
through the tree tops
here at Lowell Ponds
smelling sweet scent of spring.
Watching carefully
across the pond
in the far distance
of a beaver his eyes on me.
Thin clouds in the
sky drifting to
far away places as
I smell such fresh air.
Wildlife has it
so together at
peace with each other
such therapy just being here.
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