A soft brown Dunnock bobs
Across the grass seeking
Out the morsels fallen from the feeders
Suspended in the purple plum.

A july hare jives joyously around
The flat green floor searching for a
Partner or perhaps the sweetest
Tasting greens to chew.

Then a robin that christmas joy
Comes hopping from behind a hedge
Its jubilation mid july as it joins the
Dunnock in a breakfast treasure hunt.

Its 7.18am and the world is wide awake
The breathless bright blue sky
We have spun another circle
And i sip my coffee and give her thanks

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