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Sunday with a Hermit Thrush

by Samuel Wells

A hermit thrush

Came by today

To see a stranger

In the woods

He cocked his head

And left behind

A fragment

Of a little seed

The truth is that

I never was

Invited to his

Forest mead

Thank goodness that

My host is kind

To leave me with this

Simple trace

A sacrament we

Both concede

Quite proper for

A woodland grace.

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