Not One Drop More

The pond rises slowly, bit by bit, ’til

it can contain

not one drop

more. We

can

be

like this 

too, taking

on more than we

can hold. I’m hoping for a gentle spill.

                                                                                        JDG

 

Day 162 – Fortuitous Delay

The delayed school day

was an opportunity

for me to work out.

Both the kids and I give thanks

for a more leisurely start.

                                                                          JDG

I Listen And Learn

Each time the rain stops,

the birds fill the air with song.

I listen and learn.

Let the rain have its full beat

and, in time, I’ll have mine too.

                                                                    JDG

Day 161 – Finding What Works

Each of us must find

a way that works for us.

Stange as it may seem,

writing a poem each time 

I do my exercise

holds me to the task.

                                                                  JDG