At the End of the Day

The story we tell ourselves 

at the end of a day can be 

our saving grace. 

Where was the bright spot 

in the day just passed? 

That one flicker that filled 

a moment or an hour 

with joy and excitement 

to feel the goodness of others 

or the warmth of the sun after a rain

or the broad smile of the girl at the till.

Yes they pass as each moment passes, 

but the memory remains to shine 

in darkened corners at the end of the day.

“At the end of the day, give up your worries 

and give thanks for the journey.

~ Ben Vereen, actor

In the Light of Day

In early morning, 

  when fear sets in 

   

shrouding 

  the colour of the day 

  

in blackened shades of grey, 

    I find my feet, 

   

plant them carefully 

  on the slippery base of fear 

 

that drains away 

   in the light of day.

“Fear doesn’t shut you down; it wakes you up.”

~ Veronica, Divergent

Good Morning

A good morning

That’s what I call it

The sun is up 

Even if it’s behind thunder clouds

Even if it is pouring rain

As long as I’m awake and 

putting my feet on the floor 

it is a good day 

there may be 

      tears, 

   frustrations, 

             interruptions

but they may be mixed with

  smiles, 

   sunshine, 

     contentment and 

the beauty of trees, 

  grass and flowers; 

the kindness the community 

  as I go about my day. 

If I believe 

that all of the good 

is coloured grey, 

I will miss so much!

and so I wish you 

A Good Evening!

“A day is a day. It’s just a measurement of time. Whether it’s a good day 

or a bad day is up to you. It’s all a matter of perception.”

~ Donald L. Hicks, Look into the Stillness

Relief on a Spring Day

Glistening ice on 

curbs and sidewalks

crumbling snow against 

curbs…..and sidewalks 

run off crossing corners

drains hidden beneath ice pack

sun warm and bright ~

relief on a spring day.

“Spring is far more than just a changing 

of seasons; it’s a rebirth of the spirit”

~ Toni Sorenson, author

It Has Come to My Attention........

.....that today is National Love Your Pet Day. I’m not certain how I feel about being included with all pets - or that I’m even considered a ‘pet’. After all who does run this household, with efficiency and proper timing? And only one day! Are we pets just supposed to be tolerated all the rest of the time? Please! We are really just too loveable every day. Oh, that’s right, I’m supposed to be offended to be considered one of the pet continuum. Well, just don’t forget to feed and love me - and all the rest of the pets (even dogs).  

“You cannot share your life with a dog…or a cat, and not know 

perfectly well that animals have personalities and minds and feelings.”

~ Jane Goodall, 

primatologist & anthropologist

(1934 - 2025)

Find It

Ruffle through 

your day

until you 

find it. 

Find the 

one moment 

when 

the tenor

of the day 

changed.

“find your eternity in each moment.”

~ Henry David Thoreau

Somedays

 

Everyday I confront 

the edge of the world 

in this season of ice and snow. 

Somedays it is 

crystal sequins decorating 

trees, eaves, hedges and cars. 

Somedays it is 

thick bumpy ice that 

coats sidewalks and streets. 

Somedays it is 

the warm sun that melts 

and pools snow and ice. 

Somedays it is 

watching swirls of snow, 

frantically waving tree branches. 

Somedays it is 

the ever changing winter sky, 

elegant clouds in a low slung sun

          ———

Most days I stand 

on the other side of that edge 

daring myself into the frigid weather 

Most days, I dare myself to 

stay inside to muddle through 

one more winter day. 

Most days, I am willing 

to stand on that edge and 

give myself time to be.

“I believe in one day and someday and this perfect moment called Now.”

~ Jacqueline Woodson, writer

Along the Fence Line

Along the fence line 

between day and night, 

the minutes and moments 

of the day drift and pile up 

against each other til 

they brush through  

to ripple and colour

the landscape of dreams.

“For what one has dwelt on by day, 

these things he sees in visions of the night.”

~ Menander (c.342 ~c.292 BCE)

Translated by Francis G. Allinson 1921

All in a Day's Work

There was no way to know 

what would happen in the day 

but I knew that whatever it was 

I would pick up that one thread;

weave it into morning, 

     then afternoon 

        until time for bed. 

That one thread begins with 

rubbing my eyes and stretching. 

All the to do things, in their patient way, 

wait quietly for me to engage brain with body.

On this day, no need to rush, except 

to put the kettle on for tea. 

The evening will end as quietly, 

the tea things put away, 

groceries set in cupboard and fridge,

the last piece of chocolate cake eaten, 

and my thoughts gathered in this poem.

“Don’t let the good days get to your head,

 and don’t let the bad days get to your heart.”

~ Caroline Ghosn, businesswoman