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Triple Luck

A smidgen of rain and the cicadas

have fallen silent.  In their stead I heard

a pileated woodpecker, followed its call

and caught a glimpse after all these months

considered myself once again quite lucky

only to then spy a pair of indigo buntings

as we came out of the woods.

Double luck on this day oh triple luck

as we must oh we so must count the rain!

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