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Local Focus – Global Reach

Posted by MFish

Cars all wet and glistening
Are darting in and out,
Swerving with indifference,
While impeding paths of others.

The green of many signals,
Hanging in the streets,
The flashing lights of neon,
Distorting, all that pass, beneath.

And then the dark Sears tower,
Is seen by sleepy eyes,
The workday, drawing closer,
As cars are parked and locked.

The sound of rapid footsteps,
A smell of soft perfume,
A spot of red, from cigarettes,
Flicker in the gloom.

A quick, short walk, on sidewalks,
A few "Good Morning" friends.
Then trudging up the stairwell
And puffing at the top, I catch my breath.

Hurry to the office,
Out the back, rear door,
Stopping at the mirror,
To check my appearance.

Grab a cup of coffee,
A piece of toast or two.
Sit down at the table
And listen, to those who talk.

The sound of a hundred voices,
In discordant harmony,
Reminds me of a bee-hive
And of the sound of bees.

At last the bell is ringing,
So I hurry to my work,
To say hello to people,
Who I appreciate.

Up very early, wife's still asleep.
Trying to be quiet, as I keep
An early morning time to run
Through the dark, shadowed streets,
Before the rising of the Sun.
It is very quiet, not much noise
Except for some figures
That appear to be paper boys.
I move up the street; a little hill
As my breathing and pulse increases;
I know it always will.
I push harder now, up this slight rise.
My breath appears white and puffy
Before my sleepy eyes.
At the top I take a left,
Down 148th's long, slight decline.
My breathing back to normal,
Now this run is mine.
I finish this early morning run,
Almost 6 taxing miles.
Returning home, my running clothes I shed,
I go into the shower; my wife is still in bed.
Finish the ritual of bath
And put on a suit and tie.
Out the door, I go to work
Feeling happy and very spry.
I will repeat this daily ritual
Until I feel like a well oiled machine,
Then I will be more ready,
If you know what I mean.

The morning fog, laid on the ground
muffling noise, from all around.
With my coat and sweater zipped up tight,
I start my walk, at Dawn's first light.
Walking early, is the best for me
as I can free my mind, readily.
I review my life, as it is now,
thinking about promises in our wedding vow.
Especially intriguing "In sickness and in health."
My love can't be measured in terms of wealth.
I will do what I must do
and keep taking care of you.

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