I’m okay

Some days the noise of the city aggravates;

some days the noise of the city invigorates.

Siren’s wail fading in the distance

means our neighbors are okay.

The drone of a plane

means someone is going somewhere

and is staying safely aloft.

Faraway hum of vehicles

means folks are going to work.

Whirl of mowers and leaf blowers

means someone cares for their yard.

The rat-ta-tat-tat of a hammer

means contractors have finally shown up

to fix our friend’s roof.

Laughter of noisy children playing

means life goes on

and I’m okay with that.

5-14-25