Waiting

Arm in a sling

Waiting for pain to pass,

Reading haiku.

Weaving

Sitting at my loom,

Blue and gold before my eyes,

Only kitchen towels.

2019 #176

Pause before the storm,

Quiet days spent weaving,

Maybe a warm fire.

2019 #172

How to celebrate

Holidays, a non-believer?

With love and kindness!

2019 #168

Visits are too short,

You are grown and living well,

Why so far away?


Visits from our son are treasured moments. It is hard not to see the young boy or the shy adolescent in his grownup demeanor. But as much as I want to keep him here under my watchful eyes, I must let him continue with his journey and pray we for another visit soon.