Backyard Sonata

A picture in words about what my backyard was like last night near dusk.

Sounds carry in upon the breeze.
Pollen just made someone sneeze.
On the trail some kids are talking
They're out there with their parents walking.
Woodpecker tapping on a tree.
A songbird warbles happily.
The sun is setting behind the hill.
This tranquil scene is hardly still.
Frogs are croaking in the grass
While squirrels scoot about so fast.
And there a hawk upon the wind
Circles and circles again and again.
This is the vision from my backyard.
It really should be on a postcard.