...to greet me.

Under a new road bridge over the Amman

while taking my walk each morning

I would see a heron, two ducks and a dipper

It seemed as if they met around

the same time each morning

A couple of hundred meters up the road

there would be a solitary raven

perched on the narrowest

topmost branch of a silver birch.

It would raise the level of joy I feel

when they were there

seemingly to greet me.