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Thoughts on an earth day run

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Toby and I ran today Clouds and daffodils The smell of lilacs air made clean by social distancing And my dad, I sense him near, Led the way on this perfect day A gentle rain came from those innocent clouds Splattered on the pavement  Toby shook it off As dogs do, didn't seem to notice Wet hair don’t care -soggy shoes  Spotted sunglasses All a small price to pay  For the smell of grateful trees and grass The smell of my dad Flannel shirt and sawdust collected in the cuffs of his pants And later spilled on my mom's kitchen floor His eyes, blue like the sky mirrored his apologies The sun peeked out   I looked for a rainbow And found it in the open tulips

Notes in the time of Corona: A prayer for patience

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“All in good time, my pretty, all in good time” The wicked witch said to Dorothy “All in good time” I tell you this now: Do not become frustrated by the mistakes From that complicated pattern Blue and green,  an aurora borealis. yarn from New Zealand 30% possum fur and 70%  wool picked out by your grandsons. Eventually it will be a beautiful shawl But first you must plow through unknown stitches Made clearer by you tube videos Watched over and over till you get it Tangled yarns  Main color versus contrasting Carrying one up the side, don't confuse them. May you have patience to continue,  to fix mistakes To finish Your struggles will turn into something beautiful But not today.

Notes in the time of Corona: A prayer for things I took for granted

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Sunday coffee at 230, I miss you I miss choosing a place,  my friend and I taking turns Trying to find the perfect cup.   She with her house coffee, black Me with my grande latte Complaining about the people who take up tables  with their laptops and homework But we  also envy them just a little We guiltily share the 450 calorie pink frosted cookie Talking about our retired lady weeks The coffee place are all empty now  Chairs on tables, no cookies The silent espresso machine no longer hissing out steam. I drink my coffee home alone on Sundays now Reheating it later in the day but it is not the same. When they let us out may we not complain  about the people and their laptops But be happy they are back  Will they be masked? Will the pink frosting cookies be allowed? We will allow them and each have our own May there be no guilt in 450 calories May the espresso machine steam out it’s joy