Friday, September 4, 2026

Morning Walk: Poem


Morning Walk

To be refreshed

By a morning walk

You do not need to talk.

Be elated over bird

Or autumn golden gift.

Somewhere people are running

Hurrying,

And you are just happy.

You dance in the rain,

Standing in the pond.

Driving rain created a bound

Stronger than the wind.

Sometimes, we do not need a wing,

Just my hoody in pink.

Tomshinsky@2026

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