Thursday, May 26, 2022

A Poem for the Season

A poem for this season we're in right now...

Spring has sprung, the breeze is here On top of this mountain, a brand new year.
The sun is shining, the water is shimmering
The trees are dancing, the birds are flittering. 

Quiet assaults me, big girls at school
Later, I want to go sit by the pool.
Candle alight, the pool pump is humming
Hints of floral remind me summer is coming.

Lanai is unfinished, wood is still showing
Jets overhead and lawn mowers mowing.
Swingset abandoned, clubhouse intact
Plenty of toys are remaining, in fact.

Puddle jumpers and balls strewn about the yard
Bug catchers, buckets, dolls with faces marred.
Watering cans, slides, zero gravity chairs
Deflated flamingos and blocks litter the stairs.

The clouds float by westward, and tiny birds feed their young
The Ponytail Palm–with its crown of five branches–looks glum.
Pink and purple lawnmower, blue trampoline
A tarp on the roof, and grass that is green.

These days are precious and fleeting I must say
For soon my girls will be off making their own way.
For now, I’ll enjoy the time we’ve been given
Messes and crafts–it’s just how we are livin’.

Teach me, O Lord, to number my days
Help me to know and walk in your ways.
My life’s not my own, it was bought at a price
Help me to honor YOU as a mother and wife.

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