Hammock thoughts

A cloudless blue sky,
leaves waltzing in the breeze,
mosquitoes eating me for dinner-
but I don't care.

The sweet Nebraskan air
reaches my nose,
and for a moment...
life is perfect.

The old bell tolls.
The train announces its presence.
People call out greetings.
Birds serenade me.

Tired body-
lying in the hammock.
I watch squirrels scramble,
mouths stuffed with acorns

Harried students
rushing by,
staring down at their phones,
Look up, you're missing it!

If only they could see
what I see in this moment.
If only I could see
beauty like this in every moment.

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