This is the last of it...light through the Japanese maple leaves
They are crumbling and falling to the ground in pink little bundles
But today, this morning, I will enjoy what is
and not dwell on all that was
or long for what may come again...for we never know
what the great plan holds for us
So I will stay here for a while, cup of coffee in hand
cool air on my face, cool wet grass under my toes
and find the joy offered today
for today is all I really have
hamsa
it is another breath of fresh air.
ReplyDeletekeep it coming.
So beautiful, and real wisdom in your words too. x
ReplyDeleteHi susannah....love that light through those leaves don't we
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