morning glorious
blue-sky easy-breeze
families farmers mowers runners riders pedalers
dogs kids coffee sprouts
players hangers-on sun-babies
he does so we can
precious spoons accrue
Fat Lady mute
JSmith 4/24/2016
{Thoughts while pondering The Meaning of Life on a Saturday, prompted by feelings about the artists who’ve helped us get through the night, know ourselves better, value our existence more, give ourselves tacit permission to be weird. Those friends of the heart are relentlessly leaving us, and not by choice. They got older along with us, and talent can’t necessarily buy extra time – so we have a sacred responsibility to own what they tried to show us, and keep the lights on. Life is a good thing.}
A gift to my niece because she asked. She is a true poet and I love her enough to put some words out, knowing it isn’t a contest. ❤
Playing for Time 
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