Town

I hear birds sing, everywhere!
welcoming me this morning
woke me up from sleep
led me out the door
asked me to pause
I stretch out my arms

Deep breathe
and I smell fresh morning
hint of water
wood and flower
moss and mushroom
texture and color

No plan, no expectation
my home, my town
my blues, my muse

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