A Morning in Early Spring

This morning in Charlotte is cool and sunny, and I felt a call to take the full “Plan A” walk that I did so often with Marianne. Lately I’ve been taking shorter walks, perhaps partly influenced by a little arthritis in my right knee. But I felt a definite nudge to walk more. So off I went! On the way I thought of this poem. Although it is not spring yet, I would like to post it today!

A Morning in Early Spring
	
Where does it come from?
What is its source?
The strength in my legs
And the joy in my heart.
Again I took our special walk
And amidst the bare trees and early flowers
The birdsongs and gentle wind
I felt your sweet love
And my soul was content.

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