There is a word
Running through my mind
And it seems to sum up
How I am feeling;
I feel the sun
Shining warm
On my face
And smell the bread
Baking
From inside the kitchen,
Friends are calling
To wish me well,
While my favorite music,
Celtic,
Wafts gently
From the stereo;
I and my loved ones
Are happy and well,
And the future
Is rich with promise,
Of course
I really don't know
What the next day,
Or hour, may bring,
But for now
Everything is simply
Lovely.
Rebecca, I so loved this poem. I too, love celtic music and play it much and have many of those experiences you mention during the Holidays which are around a not too distant future again. I am happy for your peace and enjoyment and your ability to appreciate it so. Be well, Kathy
Note: Since my husband's cancer surgery 4/25/05, this book content has been integrated into the public speaking content for audiences interested in a sassy approach to personal and/or community awareness events. Another chapbook on intimate love poet
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