No Poem Tonight
Sat with my kids, my ex-husband, and my love
eating food they cooked–but not me–
under a half moon dancing with Jupiter.
Sixteen great hugs in one day, watching my grandson
go from wonder to frown to full out crying,
fireflies and the blessings of a life lived well.
I have a new standard for happiness.
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Sometimes you read an excellent poem and you have a hunch about what it means, but you don’t want to give it away.
Thank you for responding, Rebecca! I was overwhelmed by so much, at the time. Just letting it out, putting it down, felt like a relief!
Encouraging that you have found resolve where I still go looking
Well, I spend a lot of time looking! Thank you for responding!
You may have had no poem, but a poem had you.
They are your poem. Lovely.
Yes, they are! It’s like being in the desert after rain–poppies everywhere!