Saturday, September 14, 2024

Preparation

 If the world was ending
Later today I’d spend 
The morning the same way
Weeding in the garden and
Reading for an hour or two
To satisfy my daily quotient
Of love and truth




The Dead Nettles

Dead nettles this year Invading the lawn Showing up everywhere Like troops coming ashore On Normandy Beach I know I ought To make peace with...