each morning, greeted by shrill ballad watching wayward movements through sweaty coils of coffee steam some days, my sunrise solace others, a pure annoyance though, always a loyal companion to a difficult man autumn winds have bellowed their harsh presence and plucked the leaves from your favourite tree songbird’s absence has left a heavy silence […]

via songbird — hands in the garden

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