Monday, January 28, 2019

#sol19 6:30

At 6:30,
The sun has not yet risen,
The day is still waiting,
Full of potential.

Last year, I was already on the road
Listening to traffic reports
Longing for a snow delay
Learning to be readers on the agenda
Smiling at how lucky I was.

Some days, now, I've walked a mile,
Scored a NJT senior discount ticket
Settled into a seat on the train,
With those from 25-75
Scanned model lessons, notes,
Smiled at how lucky I am.

Some days, now, I'm in the pool,
Swimming in my designated lane,
Satisfying the exercise requirement
Stimulating my muscles and my mind,
With those from 55-95
Smiling at how lucky I am.

Some days, now, I'm nestled under the covers,
Savoring the NY Times,
Speculating the state of the world,
Sneaking extra minutes on the pillow,
Smiling at how lucky I am.

At 6:30,
I'm heading, again,
Towards a new day. 


Stacey said...

I think it's wonderful that you're walking between these two worlds and enjoying both! said...

How wonderful! It sounds like you are doing so much in different worlds!

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