A Morning Walk

A Morning Walk

Chilly sunshine peeking over rooftops
Sleepy leaves resting at the roadside
Traffic and mowers and birds singing their morning songs

My shadow stretching long across a neighbor’s yard
The rhythm of my footsteps sounding off the pavement
Sprinkler puddles reflecting trees and sky and the occasional fence

Heat rising as I approach the final block
A feather treasure slipping into my pocket
Ideas rushing for expression before the final step.

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