The branches are bent
Sagging with the weight of rain
From the gray May sky
A quiet Sunday morning
Lilies blooming in the garden
The neighbor's old dog
Checking out the neighborhood
On its daily round
Wind comes in from the ocean
Ev'ry afternoon at four
Dispelling the heat
That's built up during the day
The electric fan
Stirring the light of the moon
The fluttering white curtains
Department store sale
Forty to sixty percent
Off the listed price
As the kids return to school
The first brown leaves start to fall
On the roofs and lawns
On the sidewalks and the streets
By the doors and windows
Steadily the snow descends
All the trees are cotton white
She sits on the couch
A good time for the novel
Her friend suggested
"I saw the movie before,
But I liked the book better."
The noisy cafe
At the Doctor's suggestion
He gave up coffee
It's hard to know what to get,
People are so picky
She places the gift,
For their anniversary,
By the computer
It's larger than expected,
The tax return's arrival
In the nick of time
Just as the closing bell rings
The team makes a score
Above the sports field's night lights
Jupiter in slow motion
From clouds of galactic dust
A new star is being born
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