I’ll start the day by gathering the blueberries,
I ordered with excitement,
Freezing some and eating many,
Blue lips will serve as indictment.
Next I’ll travel a few miles south,
To help a friend whose husband’s in hospital,
I’ll feed and play with their beloved cat.
Hoping he’ll only nip me a little.
Then on to pick up a gift I have bought,
Hand-thrown pottery made for a shelf,
I’ll be doing well to give it up,
I really would like it for myself.
“Adopt the pace if nature. Her secret is patience.” Ralph Waldo EmersonOn a more serious note today: A venture into Haiku
Only God could paint,
Such power and light as this.
Who can even name,
The colors He has chosen.