It is an unsettled time and it is hard to think
I’d like to write a beautiful poem or story
with flowing words and thoughts of love, peace and harmony.
But I sit in the dark , eyes glazed, fingers frozen
Trying only to think of what’s for breakfast, the yard needs mowing, the car washed
Finally a weekend from work.
And wondering where is the visit of the rabbit I watch each day!
My mind is full of grandkids first days at school
and how my children’s new home and job are doing.
People I love are entering and leaving hospitals and doctor’s appointments.
and I’m not feeling too well myself.
And where is that damn rabbit!
Such is the life of John
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