I get distracted —
And I am
all too easily
knocked from my feet.
So I will eat a bowl of cherries
I want to eat a bowl of cherries.
And I will drink water in a blue glass
I want to drink water in a blue glass.
here we are —
bedeviled with impending judgement
(and the still-warm eastward-moving sun).
here I am.
And look —
the goldenrod is still just beginning.