Morning

I had just fed the birds in the back garden wrote this a few moments later  
   
   
Seeds,  peanuts and meal- worms      
what more do you want amongst      
flower beds, ivy walls and ripening fruit?      
Fledgling tits and blackbirds, dunnocks,      
a chorus this early morning close and safe.      
Cars in the street,start to life,night's      
humid grasp dispersing in the      
morning breeze, bed sheets to air a      
shower to wash away the sleep found      
hard to seek as the moon shone bright,      
leaving darkness  fulfilling the day as      
pigeons strut the roof and magpies watch.      
So day proceeds, lorries in the streets      
crawl their way to everywhere,that distant  
place from which all things come.