Among spent dandelions –
A little finch
Her morning repast.
Spring season, and a spring in her tiny step.
Then sated –
Time to move on.
Ahead of me in her day –
I’ve yet to arise and move on with my day.
I daydream
I wonder where she flies..
Good to see you again! 🙂
Thanky you! It’s good to be back. 🙂 🙂