Morning Gift

A gift each morning
before the noise begins
if the door isn’t too heavy
a stroll around the neighborhood
a walk in a nearby park
or up a hill behind the house
winter wet, summer heat
springtime fresh or
autumn melancholy
we chat
we giggle
sometimes she takes my arm
and we walk in silence
a gift of a moment
of a place 
of love and companionship
a gift to start the day

Marv Himmel ©
December 1, 2020 

5 thoughts on “Morning Gift”

  1. A treat in my mailbox: your poem! Another one that touches my heart and tickles the dormant poet; thank you, Marv, and welcome back. Beautiful photo, too.

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