‘Kates Yard’ – A Poem

Sitting on a swinging porch bench
Sipping slightly sweetened iced tea
Sunshine massaging my wrinkled face

Scenting fresh earth and decomposing leaves
Sounds of traffic absent.
Sassy racket of resident Blue Jays

Spying clear majestic rocky mountains
Separated by half bare multicolored trees
Sky bright blue with wispy clouds

Staying here forever with no cares
Shutting out the bustling world
Soaking in Autumns wonderous glory

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