Celesta
I think you not cruel.
You do your duty and such is the way of things.
But why should it be
when I see your shadow on the footboard
That I recognize now
how dear everyone else is to me.
And how I wish you’d visit another day.
There is challenge these days with accepting change. Particularly that which is unexpected. Or worse, with great trepidation well known.
I consider how time runs in ribbons before me in my life and how i choose only to identify the threads in the mere inch before my nose. Shouldn’t I look farther? But what if I saw something that I didn’t want to see?
Would I live differently?
Perhaps and perhaps not. Living each day with whimsy and integrity, a heart wide open and eyes that take in everything and lips that fear not to express the most ridiculous and juvenile, though whisperedly honest truth, is perhaps not a bad way to make use of this inch of ribbon.