Luxurious: Poem

Luxurious

The older I get

The more luxurious this feels –

An unhurried morning,

Fresh coffee,

And nothing louder than birds.

I am thankful,

I am grateful.

I just send you

A hug in my thoughts.

I hope you felt it! –

You sent one back

And squeezed very hard.

There are always hugs and prayers

For protection and safety to bear

As a way of healing to wear

A warm overflow

Of luxurious kisses

To say you are loved.

I am thankful.

I am grateful,

And blessed.

Tomshinsky@2026