Monday, April 6, 2020

#6. Brooding

She stands at the kitchen sink,
soapsuds on her hands,
another clean plate
for the dish drainer.
She longs for tulips, 
lilacs, even dandelions!
Her heart lifts at the thought of spring.
She's still trying to figure things out.
It’s bullshit to think 
old people have it together.
But spring is coming.
And in her despair, 
she rejoices.

2 comments:

Elizabeth said...

Brooding is what we do when we are alone. And can get stuck there. Lucky for us we have this current month to stay connected. So yes, I rejoice right along with you.

Elizabeth

flaubert said...

Hopeful write. I, too, am happy to be in the company of you ladies.

Love,
Pammy