Think of a morning walk in the woods

Where the birds flutter 

And the squirrels ricochet from tree to tree

And the brisk spring wind blows around you 

Making the trees sway from side to side

Now look down

And make sure you don’t trip on the roots

Or get pricked by the prickers 

Or get brushed by the poison ivy

Follow the path through the woods

And see the vultures soaring above

And see the bugs cross the path at your feet

Now make your way home

And start the day