Tackled a task I was dreading.
It taught me something –
various things –
more than I wanted to learn.
On the way to completion,
so many mistakes!
I wrestled them and won.
(Or perhaps it was more like
solving a difficult puzzle.)
Yes it was worth doing,
and now I know how.
But I’ll cheer tomorrow.
A day of little things
and some self-indulgence ...
I’m glad of what it brings,
this day of little things.
Each tiny detail sings;
each moment beams effulgence.
A day of little things
is some self-indulgence!
What pleasure rediscovering a mind
with thoughts and questings very like my own!
And then the greater pleasure, when I find
this same mind also ranging the unknown
in conversations where we both have grown.
She came to visit and to reconnect.
It had been a while; I didn’t expect
our brief chat with a cuppa would ignite
such serendipity, nor recollect
what magic happens when we share our light.
Suddenly freezing night.
I remember all my soft toys
lined up on a bedroom shelf,
and choose Buster to cuddle.
***
Sad-eyed shaggy brown bear,
years ago he caught my gaze
from the stall opposite mine
at Pottsville market. It was as if
he was communicating, urgently.
When no-one else bought him
by the end of the day, it was clear
he was meant to come home with me.
***
Clasped to me under the blankets,
yes, his rough ungainly bulk
warms my blood for the whole
rest of the night … the restful night.
My students bring simple, healthy food
beautifully presented, to share. They bring
their soft hearts and bright minds to share.
The day grows colder, but our hands
warm to the work. When we part again,
at the end of the day, it’s with kisses.
