A MARVEL AND A STAPLE IS THIS DAY

Marvelous day out. . .

Arms, legs swing. . .

Sun, air. . .

Bending joints
+++++and muscles
++++++++++seek their
+++++best function arcs
and points. . .

And,
+++++with a little coax,
+++++++++++++++they will begin
+++++++++++++++++++++++++to SING!

Then,
+++++homeward
++++++++++on the
+++++++++++++++tree-lined
++++++++++street-wind
+++++downslope,

I revel
+++++in the changing
++++++++++of the earth,
++++++++++++++++++++as sun,
+++++++++++++++++++++++++day by day,
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++slinks quickly southward,
And I
+++++must keep feeling
++++++++++so I stay well on the ball,
+++++++++++++++with little doubt,
tuned to settling, sinking, waning
life and light. . .

As we segue
+++++to
+++++the steepest
+++++part
+++++of fall.

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