As I look through the window, by Kwame Hutchinson

As I look through the window
I see coconut trees dancing in the breeze
Lizards and millipedes.
The sun lights them perfectly
The birds and the monkeys move and sing
Grateful for the fruit the island gives
The bright green and orange butterflies
Flutter their wings
Flower to flower could watch for hours
Even with rainfall and showers
The life of the island is never overpowered.
Snails reveal themselves when the ground is moist as traveling in the heat isn’t a choice.
These sights and sounds fill me with joy.


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