cathy_edgett

Good Morning



Bella and I are ready to go to the vet.  She ate a dash of food off my fingers and used her kitty box.   She looks a little better.  She licked my thumb.

"It is the heart always that sees, before the head can see."

- Thomas Carlyle


 

My Poem for this Morning

 

Grief

 

Pain through the center of my chest, front and back,

I pump it up like a basketball, gasping for air.

 

“Spread out, pain,” I say, “Bounce, bounce, far, far, away,

make hoop shots and free throws and run the score

 

backwards to zero when the court

was born.

 

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