Late Spring

a poem...

Late Spring


Mocking Bird perches on the back of Silver, the Jeep
On the empty Bike Rack
The Lawn is drying out
But Mocking Bird still finds worms in the Morning Dewy Grass
And Mocking Birds are singing all over
Greeting the Sun
Morning Doves and Black Phoebes too
Not unlike the Black Grosbeaks in the Cedar and Black Oak and Ponderosa Pine Forest
Instant Oatmeal with Granola, and Tea
Sitting on the cement Front Step, an excuse for a Boulder!

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