Morning's Vigour
The balcony
Morning quite coolish
But bracing to
One bleary eyed.
Sonatas beneath
In the tree line.
These neighbours are birds
I don't mind.
They draw me to day's
New adventures.
They feed where the
Feeding is good.
The worries
They leave in the Darkness
The morning brings
Life, as it should.
Those cardinals
Robins and finches.
The doves mourn
And geese honk their joy.
Good lessons for
Tired homo sapiens.
Good vigour for
Us to employ.
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