Sandrina Harwood

The high perch is theirs.

A craggy branch where each day

They caw and cuddle.

Dawn brings them, a pair

so committed and loving.

Like clockwork, they come.

An early morningĀ 

confirmation, we are here.

Better together.

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Grandma says the sameĀ 

sun dries everyone’s laundry.

Is there peace in that?


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