What do you see out of your kitchen window?

I see birds, brown grass, bare branches reaching to the sky...

I think the birds missed me when I was sick. I’ve been blessed to see so many this week on my runs. They will inspire my upcoming poems.

Photo by Patrice Bouchard on Unsplash

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          Alert 

Standing at the sink. 
My attention moves 
to the bare branches
outside my 
kitchen window.
Mindful silence—
on one maple tree, 
a small bird 
perched at ten o’clock.
Hello, Downy. 
Encouragement to
remain alert. 

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What do you see out of your kitchen window? Maybe something or someone you haven’t noticed before or seen in awhile.

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