We were late out this morning
So I put on my flip flops in haste
Despite my worst driving ever
We were still late
But now I am sitting in a clearing
Surrounded by trees
Filled with birds singing
Dappled light falling through the leaves
Windows open at the park cafe as
The first customers chat happily over a cuppa
I am supposed to be walking 
But I do not want to leave my spot
Do the birds realise how essential they are
To the morning?
I wonder what they are singing?
”Oh that lady has her flip flops on in April!
That won’t last hahaha!”