a soft cloud covered sky
the sun poking through here and there
broadcasting a day of heat
the hawks soar above
the mockingbirds and the morning doves
if not them,then their eggs the prize
the only sounds
a soft breeze dancing through the trees
the padding of my schnauzers paws on the asphalt
the soft calling of the hawks
the singing of the mocking birds
the mournful voice of the morning doves
the soft calling of the hawks
the singing of the mocking birds
the mournful voice of the morning doves
my breathing and my steps
my wife complaining about the neighbor's yard
another day has begun
gsbatty/July 2012
This is wonderfully vivid I can clearly visual your words =)
ReplyDeleteAnd we say 'good morning mother earth; good morning universe!' ;o)
ReplyDeleteyes, that we do...thanks for dropping in.
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