Spring at last — the old man was a child all along.
I spent most of yesterday writing that line. It isn’t much, I know, but I also walked, ran, and talked to a retired neighbor, who’s one of the friendliest, most positive people I’ve ever met. He also walks and runs. He rides a bicycle, too, and is looking forward to sunny days ahead. On the way home, I decided the line was a poem, and that the poem was done.
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Categories: Daybook
Tags: Aging, Bicycles, Child and Man, Poems, Positivity, Running, Spring, Sun, Walking, Writing
William Michaelian 