Lying in bed in the middle of the afternoon I look out the window and see the sunshine It is very cold and my bones ache I see a black bird fly by and say You did it to me, meaning it is time to rise There is work to do. I get up So much neglected. I bag up garbage and put in car Tomorrow I will drop it off Plants are watered in a flurry All my artwork is taken down to My art room in the lower level I change the filters in my water system Take a hot soak with Epsom salts Dress in casuals and catch up on the news I think of the black bird Always giving me warnings Slow down, curve ahead Deer may be in the road So many times so many warnings I think of you did it to me Words of Mother Teresa A wise and devoted servant She knew where peace lay In service to others especially to The poorest of the poor A powerful example of leading to Where we should be going You do it for somebody should Be the five words inspiring us The black bird flies, sometimes singing Don’t forget those to be fed, to be satiated, to be clothed, to be taken in, To be healed, to be loved You do it for somebody What else is life if we are to be filled? We have lived through the seasons Now to live on the fringes You did it to me Stanski February 13, 2020 ^
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Steve Haarman 