A resting nook

A curious sight...
it brings a smile to my face.
Happy  that my dear friends
are resting, safe and comfortable,
after practising their act.

Often, my golden friends
flutter gaily,
pirouetting,
doing the twist.

Faster, faster,
urges the wind,
as they make the moves.

Tired, they seek calm repose
in a nearby resting nook...

until the wind calls them again. 

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Water weeps...

Hear them calling!

Those few drops

Endless chatter

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Nature adds depth

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Not just a tree

Those terrible mornings!

My office beckons