Luna moth caterpillars climbing on trees..
The crunch of leaves beneath my feet.
Warm cups of coffee
Beneath the blue sky..
Cackles and chirping from way up high.
The fresh aroma of warm bread..
My husband's chest under my head.
Little goat nuzzles..
and the bray of dear Doc.
The welcome of my covers at ten o'clock.
Have a blessed weekend.
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