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My loggia is a room in a home built to overlook a garden.
through the kitchen
with cup of tea
from the loggia
my garden to see
we sit at dawn
the cat and me

I see flowers,
bees, butterflies
birds on limbs
that flit and fly
and I wonder
how much more
the cat sees than I

G. Gabriel
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