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I am sitting in the lee of the wall
Warm bricks at my back
The garden is very quiet
The drone of the bees
And the rustle of the early flowers
Barely intruding
As I listen to the shadows
Moving through the day
They chase the hot sun
From secret to secret
You must keep very still
To understand

NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 18
inspired by a chapter heading from the book Poemcrazy by Susan Wooldridge

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