Drip, drip, dripping drops
Fall in a stream from the eaves.
It's melting time here.
Tail of a cardinal
Hangs down from the bird feeder
Motionless eating.
Collette seems happy
As Olivia licks her;
Some things never change.
Two solar panels
Cast their shadows in the sun--
Opposites attract.
A chorus of birds
Chirps and sings to each other
Each in their own tongue.
Tumbled garbage cans--
From the snow plows or the snow?
Only the cans know.
In the empty woods
Just trees, snow and shadows live;
Wind is blowing through.
The young pine sapling
Bends down and kisses the ground
And keeps on growing.
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