Monday, 17 March 2014


Sitting at my kitchen table.
Working hard, focused.
Mind filled with words- rebuilt sentences, restructured story.
Suddenly a sound intrudes.
Familiar, yet not heard for so long that it is new again.
High-pitched and musical,
A long moment to identify the source.
Birds. Tweeting, chirping in my backyard!
Perhaps spring will return after all.

1 comment:

  1. The morning birds are getting noisy but it's still so blasted cold out. :(