Greeted - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Greeted

A comforting summer
Sun envelopes me as I
Pedal up the hill,
Pines keeping me company,
Roads without sidewalks.
Turning into the driveway,
Just a few steps to the
Door where I’m greeted
With love and glee.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer