The day as it begins...

The wipers groan to a halt.
The sun peers out from behind dark clouds.
It is a beautiful day and I feel good.
I kissed my wife goodbye this morning
I hugged my children
And I feel great.
The radio drones on
But I’m not really listening.
Today is a beautiful day.
Here I sit in this space
My little silver car
I wonder what other people are thinking
As they drive along in their cars
Are they happy?
Are they sad?
Who are they anyway?
They pass me by
Almost every day
Do they notice me?
Do they notice the trees
Or the warmth of the morning sun
As it washes over us as we drive along?
Today is beautiful.