Reconnecting With Joy

When I wake in the morn, and greet the day My plan is to fill it with purpose and play I lay for a moment, preparing to move Wait for my bones to get into the groove. Hope to leave ‘Arthur’ behind in my bed Pushing the sleeping pill out of my head With a clear mind, I face reality As I rise from my bed, face what will be. I limp to the kitchen, breakfast can wait A smoothie, with toast on a paper plate Now that I’m ready, look outside the door My squirrels are begging, “Please give us more.” My day begins with a smile on my face Tucked quietly at home, safe from the rat race Mine is a simple world, I will agree But the joy it brings in perfect for me!