the morning’s breeze moves these trees
in a mute symphony outside the window
of the soft-lit living room.
these lacey green leaves murmur
and sneeze
while the spirited wind
cavorts and teases
with her tantalizing
namedropping, her surreptitious
eavedropping and hip-hop
hip-hopping from oscillating
branches to awaken and please
brightly feathered bird life
tucked away in little niches
and nooks of concave
where the tenderest heart
can be quietly
at rest.
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