Silently drawn to beauty
I am silently drawn to beauty
Observing nature
Blooms
The water pouring from my gutter
The reflection in the glass
The three bird house chime
Hanging by my door
That old protected fig tree
Two chairs inviting me to sit
In the sun
Observing nature
Blooms
The water pouring from my gutter
The reflection in the glass
The three bird house chime
Hanging by my door
That old protected fig tree
Two chairs inviting me to sit
In the sun
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