I sat in my chair and began to notice
The house mirrored across from me
The roof that have been softened by rain and age
How little bugs flew across the bush
That rested against the banister
Light raindrops on the leaves of the tree beside me
Varying in size from tiny to large
Orange wildflowers dotted across the field
Cars in the background that sung in cadence
With the chirps of the birds around my ears
The smell of the plants in the dirt
That have been moistened by the early morning rain
My feet barely touching the banister
As I am too short to reach
I began to notice my breathing soft not as labored
My eyes not as hazy from the sleep that I had just awakened
How I wasn’t rushing through my morning cup of coffee
Just so that I could sit out with nature for just a little bit longer