My body aches
It must be pressure
The sky is cloudy
Dark gray clouds
The sun breaks through
Only momentarily
Enough to lift the spirits
I sit alone
Plenty to do
No ambition
Everything will wait
Except the weeds
They keep growing
All of the flowers are lovely
My daughters work
I want to be in the garden
But a torn ligament
Keeps me homebound
Next year it will be
Different. I will be healed
By God’s grace.
I lost my balance and
Fell on concrete
A couple of weeks ago
My ribs are bruised,
But not broken
Three of my cousins
Picked me up and got
Me on my feet
I was in shock
Can’t remember who
They were, but I want to
Thank them.
Things will get better,
My ligament, ribs, and the
Weather. It is just a matter of
Time. I hope it goes by
Rapidly.
Stanski
August 12, 2023, ^
Steve Haarman 