Between the Leaves

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I wait and watch for a streak of color. Darting from orange trees to palms, teasing me with a burst of playful chatter an octave higher than the rest.

In early mornings and late afternoons their love is on patrol. Campaigning for an end-of-summer fling before racing past the pool, back to school, purely from a distance.

Their tweets are the only ones I care to hear or ponder. For they live unencumbered, flying above the fray, pausing briefly to whisper true stories between the leaves.

2 thoughts on “Between the Leaves

  1. Beautiful.

    On Mon, Aug 10, 2020 at 1:31 PM Mark Johnson Stories wrote:

    > Mark Johnson posted: ” I wait and watch for a streak of color. Darting > from orange trees to palms, teasing me with a burst of playful chatter an > octave higher than the rest. In early mornings and late afternoons their > love is on patrol. Campaigning for an end-of-summer fling” >

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