a perfect day

so perfect that i attempted to write a poem!

a perfect day

listening to Into my Arms
& bird song
sitting in late summer sun

throwing balls for Noah
who has been chasing butterflies

it’s the kind of day
that i wouldn’t mind if it were my last
a perfect day.

there’s a sailing boat coming my way
i’ve not been on a boat for years
i’ve not been anywhere for years

this is a good place to be
when you can’t go anywhere
I AM HERE