Just Another Lord's Day

Sleep for 4 hours, dash the tiredness from blue-grey eyes

Stoke up the fire without properly waking up

Make coffee

Rouse the sister that you still think about with fierce, protective thoughts, 

Despite her 21 years

Get ready….laughing, pushing, playing, talking, dreaming 

While long, blonde hair is brushed, 

Shimmy into starched jeans and 

 Stamp into town boots

Start the car and let it warm up,

Bump down the pot-holed road,

Little dogs panting all the while

Elk, pigs, turkeys, 2 baby deer….small gifts opened and treasured on the way to Mass

Worship with others, raise your song high

Home again, home again, jiggity jig

Scrape part of a hide

Shoot until the ammo is gone

Rope the dummy

Listen to the stories they’re trying to tell you, 

That’s printed into your DNA

Get them all down before it’s too late

Cry for the time that’s been wasted,

The mistakes that have been made

Pick yourself up and realize

Tomorrow’s a new day

Realize that His timing is the right timing,

That everything that has happened

To you,

For you,

In spite of you,

Was just setting you up for the

NOW

It’s just right

Smile, tired arms flung out in a bed of

Red flannel and levi quilts

Protecting you until the dawn

Of a beautiful

New day

xo xo Liz 

Photo Credit: Junk Gypsy