The sunshine outside the window,
the trees growing new leaves,
the grass growing taller.
The puddle at the bottom
of the garden drying up,
sparrows and blackbirds
darting through the branches.
Somewhere in the distance
someone hammers nails
into a fence, the latest
apprentice carpenter
to appear in the village.
(Today's poem is inspired by the daily prompt from the NaPoWriMo website, which today was to write a paragraph describing a story, the scene outside your window or directions from place to place, and then either erase words to create a poem or use some of the words to form a new poem. I took this prompt and used it to describe what my garden in Frynwys looks like in the current weather.)
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