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Aaron Bennett



In the dark morning,

outside my window

a choir of birds

decides it's time

for a performance.

Walking together

on this warm spring day - 

your laughter


with the bird songs.

At dusk,

from above

two hawks soaring

in the endless

orange sky.

Walking my dog


the blazing moon,

a fat rabbit

hops into the woods.

Pale moon

slowly crawling

up the sky - 

I wonder

who else is watching?

While drinking

my morning coffee

to start the day,

outside the squirrels

continue their bickering.

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