On my way home from the park |
Today is Saturday
The calendar says so.
Even my computer says so.
Shifts have shifted
Dad didn’t work Sundays ~
except seeding and harvest times
I did
Saturdays, Sundays, holidays
Shifts have shifted
Now I can feel Saturday
Quiet release
Walking in the sunshine to the park where Monday to Friday
a quiet green lawn is marked by chalk-lines and crows ~
Saturday and Sunday
the soccer pitch is busy
orange shirts against green shirts
directions, cheers, groans
calling over songbirds and traffic.
Sitting on a green bench
pencil-sketching an imagined daisy?
I’m feeling Saturday.
“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen
or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.”
~ Helen Keller