A Hummingbird Morning
Two mamas sat to have a quiet moment this morning.
Both quiet, contemplative;
both enjoying a family's garden.
One with a view from within that space,
and her very presence adding grace and beauty to the plants.
The other mama with a contented view from an open window.
The sounds of the crickets, locusts
were the morning's soundtrack,
and the unseasonably cool air was the morning's blanket.
One mama sang sweet, soft chirps
in celebration to her Creator
as the other mama lifted a similar, quiet praise from her heart.
Both quiet, contemplative;
both enjoying a family's garden.
One with a view from within that space,
and her very presence adding grace and beauty to the plants.
The other mama with a contented view from an open window.
The sounds of the crickets, locusts
were the morning's soundtrack,
and the unseasonably cool air was the morning's blanket.
One mama sang sweet, soft chirps
in celebration to her Creator
as the other mama lifted a similar, quiet praise from her heart.
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