Saying Thanks

he's walking again
I don't have to fetch his dinner or
walk the dog twice a day.
he's walking again and we were out in the
sun today, waiting for Bella to finish hunting
for mice.
he's riding his bike again, with a modified
crank arm and in sandals, but the pedals
are turning.
he tries to stand steady on a balance board,
I try, too, and we both fail, flipping
from one side to the other.
I'm saying thanks for a respite from
caregiving, for a companion for a short walk
on a sunny day.
I'm thankful for Stephen.