Heading out with the dogs
for an afternoon walk,
my mind is heavy
with “to dos”,
worries, ideas.
But,
after a block
I notice a young cherry tree,
perfect pink blossoms,
flowering at eye level.
On the corner,
my pups meet a friend,
and my mouth
lifts in a smile.
Next, a tender breeze
sweeps a few items
off the list in my head.
The late day sun
slows my pace
and warms my cheeks.
As I turn up my walk,
I feel restored.
"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
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Nothing like a walk to clear the mind of those heavy to-dos. Your poetry is as delightful as your walk!
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I’m with you–these lovely pink buds are restoring my optimism day by day.
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Lovely space! Happy for you. That window is wonderful. Happy creating.
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