Butterflies

New braces!

The butterflies are here

Flying on my thin ankles

My thin calves

They fit

Finally they fit

I am grateful

The butterflies are here

Flying

Flying

Blue and flying.

Today begins again

It seems I have mastered the art of going back to bed for that extra sleep.  My beloved is winging his way to Denver to pick up our daughter, most of her worldly possessions, and a van.  I love them both. I am home, beginning the day again.

Today begins again

With sun

No gold leaves

But full sun the cat has found

On the bed upstairs.

I went back to bed

After the taxi came,

Fifteen minutes early

In the dark,

Early

A cardinal sin

For your 5 a.m. challenged soul

Especially when you stayed up

Rather later

Than you might.

Today begins again.

You are in the air

Sound asleep.

I am home.

I pay attention

To the cat

The turtle

One client this afternoon.

Today begins again.

There is sun.