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I woke this morning
to the sound
of small trees
ringing happiness
in the grass yard,
Chickens quick picking
the dirt track
for early titbits,
quietly, with murmurs
of contentment,
then you appearing
with a satisfied look
carrying a breakfast tray
of toast, milk
and dew gathered
buttercups crammed
in a sugar bowl,
and the whole
of my life
in one precious moment.

Sally Plumb

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