Michael Anthony

A Walk With You

 

We invited the sun to join us.

To come out from behind that sullen cloud

and share with us late in the morning.

 

With amber light breaking through,

in tow as company for the day,

our hands were together and warmed

but not by the busy sun.

 

No offense was taken,

our yellow star assured us,

as we walked between the shadows

being painted all around us.