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Sparrows

The air smelled of earth Damp with last night's rain Mesmerized  She stood watching Sparrows pecking the dirt   For breakfast  Her hair blowing across her face She swiped at the strands    Absent-mindedly  Letting her mind wander into The day ahead  Coffee,  work,  routine The night ahead   Unknown,  exciting She shivered Waved goodbye to the sparrows Moved toward the future

Calls

He called in the early morning hours "They lost but it's okay.  There's 2 more." He often does A text A call Just to say he has thought of something He knows matters to me He may be the one I don't yet know I know that if it is not Love It is lovely Peaceful Calming Heart-warming I wish it to never stop