Birds gather at the feeder this morning.
The neighbor’s goldfish has died.
Autumn air blows crisp and cool,
and the laundry still needs doing.
Baked apples would suit the day.
Caterpillars are woolly this year.
There’s a detour just down the street,
and my friend isn’t feeling so well.
The book I read carries me away
beyond these ordinary hours.
I lift my eyes from the page,
and birds are still at the feeder.
For Ragtag Daily Prompt: Feeder
Love when books take you away! 🙂
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It’s the best! Thanks so much!
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I’m curious, how do you know that the neighbour’s goldfish has died 🙂
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Facebook! 🙂 She posted.
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Oh 🙂 I imagined she is coming over crying …
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Ha! No, it must not have been that tragic!
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… my imagination 🙂
Sometimes I hate it, sometimes I think I need to write short stories 🙂
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Your message is loud and clear here 🙂
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Thanks so much, Dave! I appreciate that!
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Really, really love this!
Gwen.
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I love that you do! Thanks!
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Beautiful poem and photo. It’s particularly exciting right now, as things are just beginning to change – the air, the temperature & the foliage. Thanks for sharing, and have a good day 🙂 Aiva xx
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Thanks! I particularly enjoy the cool mornings… and the leaves, of course!
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Love this cute poem. it feels autumny, very nice.
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Thank you. Fall is off to a great start!
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