Winding mountain road
Clings narrowly to rock face
Tree line up ahead
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Winding mountain road
Clings narrowly to rock face
Tree line up ahead
Wings beat fast, head tucked
Little bird fights the gust front
Upwind battle won
Red-headed finch lands
Curiously watches me
Friend, foe, food, or flight?
Soft burble and hiss
Coffee steeps while I’m reading
Morning reflection
Powerful quiet
Your voice is not required
Even silence speaks
Pull the covers high
Refuse to leave bed today
Do I smell bacon?
Dawn breaks on east plain
Cold black sky melts into blue
Soon warmth breaks through
Slow wind starts to blow
Fog shifts, low clouds fly away
Sun wants to be seen
Outside my window
Fog haunts the sprawling city
Hiding spring’s beauty
Let us celebrate
Proud Mexican heritage
Cinco de Mayo