Feeling poetic and thoughtful in my living
Thursday, December 13, 2018
My Spark friends make me think, laugh and help me keep myself accountable for my own undoings.
WATERMELLEN had me thinking of my "final" poem, ONEKIDSMOM's got me thinking I need to go to the gym, MTN_KITTEN caused me to TRACK again and ALICIA363 reminded me of the passage of time.
Whew! What a morning and it's only 8:30! Here you go, Ellen. Draft version and 10 minute thought.
My hand has gentled babies to sleep.
Softness, now weathered, it still does the same.
The spring in my step has slowed to a fall stroll
Only to rumble to life when the thunder of children rains a basketball game!
My thoughts are less future and more now.
Where I was is not as important as where I am.
When I no longer can be blessed with the struggles
I will go blazing out like a meteor, scattering my smile across the midnight sky to rain down sparks of joy!
Or something like that!