Morning Light

by Tom Swift

After the morning walk, we sit on the back step. Soon, I will need to get into the shower. It is, after all, a work day. But that can wait. We have a few ticks. Thank you for coming close. And letting me look with you. At the sun coming through the tree. Thank you for letting me listen with you. To the birds tweeting from the top of the shrubs. Thank you for taking your journey with me. See there! The last drops from last night’s rain slip off the leaves and fall to the ground.