Another gray start
of day. Find myself wishing
it wasn’t this way.
Notice the bright song of birds.
Decide to join them with words.
JDG
Another gray start
of day. Find myself wishing
it wasn’t this way.
Notice the bright song of birds.
Decide to join them with words.
JDG
I sometimes get disoriented, which I am just now. The posting date for this says May 23. My phone clock says it’s 10:09pm May 22. I have been on the site for a while going back over poems I’ve missed over the past few weeks. I’m sure there’s a wise one in there that might help me if I could remember it, but I’m not doing well at that either. I’ll back up to yesterday’s, “When I Grow Anxious”, which was where I started when I got on and look forward to reading “tomorrows” next time. Life is wonderful but it sure is changing. Thank you for sharing yours with us! Love, Dabney
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