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Patty O Furniture

Some low slung February sun  
tried to warm the afternoon breeze  
by having fresh vortical fun  
on its way through the neighborhood trees  
 
It was a frisky sky today  
daring me to stop and stare  
and to stay awhile and play  
in the finest midwinter air  
 
And so I watched the branches dance  
and birdshadow race through the grass  
to stop and sing birdsong romance  
for fledgling flights at outdoor class  
 
I saw the squirrels come and go  
and at the birdbath take a sip  
in backlit sunbeam ripple glow  
at every whisker twitching drip  
 
But soon enough I packed it in  
as the sun was starting to set  
on the yang I had for nature yin...  
 
and the wind chimes of no regret
Written by MidnightSonneteer
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