what it’s like to take a morning walk in a city where you don’t know anyone


    for the beauty of the park
    to not-so-wild geese
    congregating in the grass
    the walkers and joggers intent
    on not making eye contact
    flanked by smiling dogs
    the cool summer air
    of this mile-high morning
    makes my grateful hymn
    of praise for sidewalks
    that know my name
    for eyes that smile back and
    the love which from our birth
    remembers we are all
    walking home



    1. We moved into our 24th house just a few months ago. I’m finally getting used to the morning walk in my new neighborhood. It’s always helpful to bring along two smiling golden retrievers. Thanks for this one.

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