To be Out Early

Through the garden gate
Shafts of light filter through open trees
Dainty beads of colour
Of dew-spangled jewels
Thread through the bank,
Winding a tapestry;
Silence is
Held on the breath of the wind
Until murmurs and shuffles
In the henhouse are heard
And the spell is broken
By a sharp blackbird call.

Out early with whippet puppy – there are advantages – feeling blessed.

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