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The birds still sing outside these
These windows
Where we sat together

when the cop  pulled me over

I handed him my license.

he went back to radio in the make

and model of my car and get clearance on my plates.

he wrote the ticket

walked up handed it to me to sign.

I did

he gave me back the license.

“how come you don’t say anything?”

he asked.

I shrugged my shoulders.

“well, sir,”

he said, “have a good day

and drive

carefully.”

We stood
Steady as the stars in the woods
So happy-hearted
And the warmth rang true inside these bones
As the old pine fell we sang
Just to bless the morning.