Last night at dinner,
my first spoonful of tomato soup
and soda crackers
aw, looooook I say to him
the broken bit of cracker on my spoon
a perfectly lovely heart
the other day at work,
it’s the time of year that the whitewash comes off
of the greenhouse
and I remind myself that I
can see the sky…
this morning in the garden
on yet another gorgeous fall day
it occurs to me
that the cedar really is a most wonderful
display
of how autumn is to be
the warm, spicy sort of orange against the
greenest greens
and the rough, beautiful browns
of the bark
the scent that smells of
comfort
at the weekend, last
we had dinner and spent the night with
the kindest most comfortable
of friends
to which I, involuntarily
walked in masking the most horrible of
moods
completely unnoticed, on the threshold
I seem to misplace
the cloud I’d been under
and once again, loving kindness proves
the best medicine
this weekend a birthday approaches
and today, the one who loves me most
does a little late shopping
for something special
to
surprise
(as my closest confidante, I can tell you, in secret
it’s me!)
maybe all I can tell you today, my friend
is
find something to celebrate
in your day
even if its just crackers in your
soup
remind yourself, regularly
that you
can see the sky
all you have to do is look
up
always appreciate those
in your corner
of which there are
many
and do
whatever you do,
surround yourself
with
love ♥