Sparrows gather on the manicured lawn

Pecking at the soil for sustenance

In a coordinated dance they alight into the trees

Their weight just enough to 

Release leaves from the limbs

Leaves provide sustenance to the critters in the soil

My soul is happy

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Twylia (the 'i' is silent)

~ I am Anishinaabe-kwe with Scottish heritage and Sami DNA. I speak on the behalf of no one but myself. My ancestors inform and guide me. My voice is but one of many who are calling for change. We have much work to do to create a good space for the real human beings who are waiting to be born.

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