Roles

Sometimes the role of chilling out and waiting until civility returns is what*s called for.  Sometimes all the roles we carry get out of balance, out of whack.   I remember that child in the daycare program who was given time out after time out by the teacher.  When we grow up, the necessity of time-outs continue, but God-willing, we identify them ourselves, and take them.  

There are so many roles

To coordinate

To fill.

The mother

The wife

The usher

The preacher

The weeder

The therapist

The endless endless

Mediator.

Today I am

The sit-in-the-chair-and-chill out-er,

The time-outer

Until some things

Settle

And I can behave

Better.

Today I am also the reader,

The cold fried chicken and cherry

Eater.

I still listen to the birds,

But through closed windows.

I am thankful

For cooler air

Within.

I am thankful for time to breathe,

For time to see more clearly.

Today is the tenth of July.

It is time to bring in the flag.

Today I will also be the one

Who takes down the flag.