Time and Place

 Sunday morning quiet

peaceful and pleasant

Clear skies, a powdery blue 

and sunshine warming my face; 

a nearby bird breaks the silence 

like a mantra it steadily coo coo cooing

No one out yet to walk their dog

or motoring cars on the street

Only a stray cat 

strolling along looking

for something to eat

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Afternoon delight

backyard birds 

flutter their wings and fly

from one shade tree to another 

Stopping in between

for a grain of seed

at the feeder

While a family of squirrels

scurry across the chain link fence

like they were performing

a high wire circus act

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A warm evening wind 

bustles through summer leaves 

making a sound like

waves hitting the shore

And a chorus of chimes 

hanging from a hooked pole

make their own kind

of merry melody 

          

       

Clouds shaded now

with the darkness 

 of night 

a time of 

reflection, contemplation, 

and gratitude for the

Creator’s creation; 

this time and place