Slivers of Wild
Sun's rays altered spring's chilly morn
Gusty winds turned afternoon mild
Trees dance and sway with rolling breeze
Sit observing slivers of wild
I'm perched a yard from my deck rail
Peanuts are lined up in a row
Swoop of feathers; beak grabs a nut
Relax for an afternoon show
Gray squirrel is sneaking up deck stairs
I can hear his little feet thump
Small head peeks up over deck edge
My tongue clucks; he departs with a jump
Yard is purple with violets
A woodpecker taps on dead tree
Bleeding heart is now in full bloom
Hear soft buzz of a bumblebee
Tiny gnats play a game of chase
As my pen jots down words that rhyme
Faraway I hear soft tinkle
Soft melody rings from wind chime
Tree shadows are growing longer
Tiny leaves light with green glow
Evening wind is drifting cooler
Brings an end to afternoon show
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