Oh, Monday Me! The Stone
Wide fields of Queen Anne’s lace, full bloom
at the base of the mountain on Berchtesgadener Street
A small pink stone, nestled in the sand near my feet
half buried in sand and soft damp earth.
Sunday Sunbeams – Father’s Day
We remember today that we have lost our fathers and
The orange fields remind us of our loss. I will return
Alone after dark and close the rose curtains. (Walking by Inner Vision, p.20)
Oh, Monday Me!
We all have the same quantity of hours, minutes, seconds in a day. Nobody was magically blessed with an extra allocation of time. Sorry to burst your bubble if that is what you think about us.