This morning has given me
All I need to grin
A silly smile
Take a drive for awhile
Let the memories begin
Seeing all the brightest shades of green
Love, joy, and intrigue of the scene
A single file
Of ants on the tile
Being who they’re made to be
And then sets in…
The somber realization of responsibility
The little ache in my left-side chest
So I stand to greet
The horizon at my feet
Tack on a grin and make my way west
Photo by Lorenz Lippert on Unsplash
I realize the ants in the photo are not walking on tile, but file doesn’t rhyme with wire, so…
December Rose 
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