Lucid white plumage
of ibis crossing Perry Street
like Egyptian moon gods
is always a welcome sight!
I stroll towards them
my face lit up with smiles
a song soars from my lips
and the cocky mockingbird
listens perched on a street sign
It's a lovely evening
after a boisterous, raucous,
windy storm
And the Ibis and I
savor every moment
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