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The View

sparrow treeMesmerizing,
this small, sprightly sparrow,
as he (or she)
hops, perches, steps, sidles,
then leaps, flaps, lands.
Exploring
twig to twig
branch to branch,
bridging tree to tree.

A car approaches,
hesitating at the intersection.
“Doesn’t she have something better to do with her time?”
I can imagineĀ its driver is saying of me.

This is the better.

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