walking my dog
same path everyday
would like to change routes
but she digs in and says no
every morning I see the same workers
they gather in front of the same building
then disperse to the buildings they maintain
“good morning” is all that needs to be said
as you get older you have to be grateful
for the everydayism you rejected in youth
the comfort of everyday tasks
the simplicity that is our personal connection
would have blasted me for writing this 30 years ago
maybe even 20
forced change is sometimes good
but am grateful for the everyday I can hold onto……
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