I feel the sun’s rays radiate through my finger tips
and the moon in the palms of my hands
I look to the right
and see an old swing set
Joys of days gone by
I look the left
and see construction that will connect my neighborhood to another
Joys of days to come
I stop and close my eyes
and see not the past
not the present
But the
Joy of this
moment
And it is good
so good
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