This Morning, a Variation on a Pantoum

This morning the day broke cold
even as the sun did shine.
He worked arthritic fingers — stiff and old,
and with exercise, he did just fine.

Even as the sun did shine,
he pulled on shorts and running shoes
and with exercise, he did just fine
saying to himself, no sense singing the blues.

He pulled on shorts and running shoes;
he grabbed his hiking sticks,
saying to himself, no sense singing the blues
‘cause jogging would be his mental, physical and spiritual fix.

He grabbed his hiking sticks
and down the stairs he made his way
‘cause jogging would be his mental, physical and spiritual fix,
on this gorgeous Arizona day.

And down the stairs he made his way.
This morning the day broke cold
on this gorgeous Arizona day
He worked arthritic fingers — stiff and cold.

Out on the trail he had such fun
doing his morning slow, slow run.

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