The Leap

Cradled by canopy and birdsong
leaves hold a coveted perch
silent observers to the
mundane and extraordinary
unfolding below.

One Saturday Morning

You ask to make waffles.

Splattered batter covers
the kitchen counter
where you sit...

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How am I feeling?
I’m fine. The same.
Though, now that you ask...

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A butterfly
flutters on a breeze
into my garden...

I’m bored by the repetition of day-to-day life
So I rarely feel like
Each day is a gift...

It’s a blissful spring day.
I turn my face to the sky and gladly let the sun warm my cheeks...

I'm walking a little slower nowadays.
And the sore in my mouth refuses to heal.
But those are just little things...