In the morning before the morning
Autumn brings its coolness
a blast of air floods my deck
In this morning
hope and faith light my path
I take the high road
a new baby about to be born
a new bike to arrive
High Holidays
time moves so swiftly
Halloween coming soon
and the projects for Owen to be done
In this morning
peace wings in
the flower of the hour
meets up with blue sky
in time
I will be caught in the patch
of blue, too.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg/Poet/Teacher
Tuesday, 20 September 2011
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