Sitting comfortably
In armchair in my backyard
I can spend time
Hours together without worry.
Lawn's freshly cut grass
Mild breeze blowing sets
Surface on little lake in motion
Tree branches move in unison.
Occasionally I see a crane or two
Pecking along in search of food
A squirrel may appear in a flash
Rolling on lawn or climbing a tree.
A road beyond's curvaceous
Now and then a vehicle passes
Walkers move on in gracious rhythm
Canine company dragging at times.
Life's truly what we make out of it
Observing one's own surroundings
Provides an interesting insight
Into nature's beauty and its grandeur.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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