Dim light through the window from the cloud covered sun.
So quiet.
Book firm in my hands as I can't wait for the line I read next.
Aspen (big dog) is curled up beside me.
Her warmth is comforting in storms electrified field.
A small bird. Effortless glide.
It lands in the bush just outside the glass.
Its song faint but I hear it just fine.
I tilt my head because I know this tune.
I hum along with a smile and agree...
Life is good.
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