how often do we stop enjoying the little things that surround us each day? the taste of the tea the smell of wisteria blooming the feel of the sun on shoulders the sight of a tree wreathed in green the sound of the birds welcoming spring how often do we stop?
four legs and a shell warming myself in the sun why so much traffic
sudden dramatic change with each and every day in this together
breath deep in sadness so many in fear and grief a flower blooming
incessant raining is really bringing me down welcoming the sun
sweet words like petals drifting in the spring breezes truth solid as granite
little meteorites rain down pinging as they hit the window panes.
feeling the pull of spring to move play, and sing
holding my breath waiting for sanity to return to an upended world. payroll tax relief those who aren't working. testing doesn't help those who have no insurance. when will we learn to love our neighbor as ourself?
home for three weeks! how can we manage? home for three weeks! no need to pretend. free to be me.
i will speak my truth without hesistation. maybe you will like it. maybe you will hate it. if i let that shape me i am not me, and this would not be my truth.
social distancing avoid large groups at all costs stock up to minimize exposure covid19 or introversion?