February 10th
As darkness is in
the process of leaving
and sunlight draws
a line
along the edge of
the hilltop in the East
the bird feeder in
the front yard
and the pond across
the street
gradually
appear.
After filling the
feeder with sunflower seeds,
scattering cracked
corn on the ground
and going back
inside…
the birds arrive.
I knew they would,
it's a routine we
have.
So begins the
experience of February 10th.
© David H. Roche
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