My Sunrise Buddies

On my morning walks, I often pass A few familiar faces, Some fellow exercising types Who, early, tie their laces. Though several won’t make contact – Not a glance or nod or smile – A couple do connect And seem to go that extra mile. A man about my age will nod And shout out daily greetings. It always cheers me up to have One of our passing meetings. The other guy’s much younger, Maybe 30, give or take. He smiles and waves “Good morning!” - Such a pleasant move to make. I do not know a thing about them – Job, address or name – But they’re my sunrise buddies And I like them, all the same.