Paths Crossed

White crowned sparrow in the yellow Lady Banks rose bush

White crowned sparrow in the yellow Lady Banks rose bush

Paths Crossed

A sparrow’s time is different than mine
Her actions much more determined

It’s dawn, time to feed
A long day awaits her

It is only by chance
Our paths crossed at the roses

She leaves its shelter to forage
I ready myself for the day, as well
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Poem #6 for NaPoWriMo and April Poetry Month

A Day Like Today

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A Day Like Today

Interestingly enough, the sun rose this morning
It seemed like the thing to do

Trees sprout their spring attire, a bit more each day
The wind picks up, drying the dew

These customary actions lure us into a false sense of security
A day like today promises no tomorrow

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April is Poetry Month and NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) starts today!