quiet morning
except for the noisy birds
in their breakfast conference
from my kitchen door
i see
foggy soybean fields
dressed in summer green
corn stalks
reaching toward
the july sun
rabbits
scrounging around
under the bird feeder
i hum along
with the
music in my head
wait for
the sound of small feet
running down the hall
@Bonnie Pignatiello Leer
(published in Cram3)
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