When the Hummingbird Flies

Odd things I appreciate

I appreciate the odd things, that people overlook

If my refrigerator door stays closed, and everything inside remains cold

When sunflowers magically appear on the sands

Or if it’s not windy outside, and the palm fronds don’t break off

When I hear the sounds of silence, and not the car doors slamming

Or if my red seedless grapes are plump and juicy, and not too tough to chew

When the smell of the ocean lingers in my mind, even miles away

If I’m lucky to see a hummingbird fly longer than two seconds

Or enough pillows on the bed, one for my head, and the other under my arm

If my TV remote works and I don’t need to search for triple-A batteries

When there’s plenty of gas in the tank, so I can drive to work and back

Or if my eyes are clear, nose unclogged, and the pollen count is low

I’m grateful for the small things, when the bell on my bike rings, and I don’t have to root in the drawer for my lost car keys.

© 2021 Mark Tulin