Birthday gifts.

The ability to stand and go take a walk in the late fall sunshine.
The ability to put my shoulder of the figurative wheel of work
and to imagine what that work might be.
The enjoyment of amazing cauliflower crust pizza,
greens recently harvested from the very Earth itself
and a slice of Lembas with my lunch.
Discussing if dogs are starter children and joking whether I will ever
get fucked in my fifties.
Most precious of all is time spent with people for whom I care deeply
and who also care deeply for me.