The Door Rattles When She Steps In

 The door rattles when she steps in.

The floors creak in agreement.

The birds wait their turn to twitter,

And the trees sway in the wind


The windows rattle when she calls.

The clouds reply with thunder's voice,

Hail hammers the rain gutters

And traffic slows to a crawl.


Foundations falter when she finds fault.

The walls, like curtains, tremble.

The furniture vibrates, slides askew,

And knickknacks fall from the shelves.


The breeze whistles when she sings.

The sun shines down on every note.

The birds return in harmony

And thunder stops to listen.

The Cheese...
Birding with a two-year-old in San Francisco
 

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