A Summer Walk

A SUMMER WALK Dr. Jim Martin Leaving one morning for a predawn walk, Accompanied by no one with whom to talk. I quickly observe the stillness in the air, And pause to enjoy the coolness everywhere. I briskly walk, lost in my thought, Debating in my head those chores I had fought. “Relaxing is this,” I hasten to say, As I hurry along to start my day. The neighborhood pets are beginning to wake, I cautiously watch them, no chances to take. They lazily watch with curious eye, As I walk hastily, yet watchfully by. As I get to the end of the street, I turn around and begin my retreat. Returning to home where my venture began, I marvel, “How simple, yet rewarding this plan.” I now must begin these chores anew, And wonder if I will ever muddle through. Tomorrow will find me all eager to retrace, Those familiar steps which I daily face.