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Breathing Room

May 2020
Barbara Leeds

My old park has trees, hills, deer, and turkeys,
And hordes of hikers.
I like trees, hills, deer, and turkeys.
But hordes of hikers—since COVID moved in—
Pose a threat.

My new park has just water, sky, and birds.
The absence of trees and hills
Allows me to see
The few people who visit—
And avoid them.

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