Blue skies and birds
Bushes with bugs and bright green leaves
Gentle breeze blowing around my face and feet
Flag fluttering to and fro
Branches bending toward the sun
The scent of the flowers flowing
Chirping and clucking from above and below
Wind chimes singing their high pitched song
Not another person stirring
I simply sit without hurry
Sipping coffee, reading slowly
Knowing that this is a paradise
No cares, no worries, no need to get up
Hearing music from my house
As it creaks and shifts under its own weight
Dogs barking in the distance
The hustle and hum of a city
Doesn't compare to this shush and shudder
The peace of the neighborhood
Unbroken by horns and trains and that rush of life
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