image is from the word journal...quotes, paint, ink and hand carved bird stamp
the birds sit on the power lines like notes on a music staff
wonder if I played the tune it would match their melody
trees dance in the storm like flamenco dancers
do they have the same music
butterflies bob from bloom to bloom
do they sometimes just breathe the aroma
life goes on
do we stop to enjoy it before it's too late
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