Whilst looking out the window

I opened up the window

Heard the sweetest sound

Songbirds in the morning

No one else around.

Listened for a moment

Inhaled the scented air

Nature in its glory

A wonderful affair.

High up in the treetop

A magpie builds her nest

Signs that life continues

As we slay the beast possessed.

JPOET7 ( @wordverse.me )

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