The exact spot where the sun shines
The wind pauses
Words flow
A bird perched
On a fragile branch
Hidden in plain view
An observer
Of two-footed creatures
Who amble below
You sit with sun’s warmth
A respite
All your own.

The exact spot where the sun shines
The wind pauses
Words flow
A bird perched
On a fragile branch
Hidden in plain view
An observer
Of two-footed creatures
Who amble below
You sit with sun’s warmth
A respite
All your own.
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Weekly short poetic notes from Abbe
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