One blue heron in the sky
Two Canada geese overhead
Two in the bog
Cedar waxwings everywhere, it seems
One robin
Crows large enough to deserve a landing crew
White ducks I’ve never seen before
Red-winged blackbirds calling the news across the sky
That blue heron again
With three others in a tree now
A blue sky, a blue pond
Hawks eyeing my little dogs
A breeze whispering stories to the pines
Of peepers, painted turtle babies
Possum joeys nesting in those pine tree bodies
Another robin, singing back the same story
From the soft moss below
These are everything
This is the story
As I heard it
Though not every word.
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