I find myself backyard sitting
as the sun comes up
happily in my pajamas
stick chewing dog
at my feet
we were also out at 5:00a.m.
when the sky was still full dark
and the crescent moon
smiled a crooked grin
the birds are serenading us
singing the song of spring
while the daffodils bloom
swaying to the birdsong
and the gentlest of breeze
mmmmmmm, Saturday
so glad you’re here

after the rain

I awoke to
saturated grass
puddles on the pavement
water still falling
not in torrents
nor gentle kisses
steadily
in giant drops
until it stopped
blue sky peeked
as storm clouds
disappear
my sunglasses
were left at home
damn
now I need them
sun’s too bright
I wanted rain today

spinning

“Put on a happy face.”
words from my childhood
“Never let ‘em see you cry.”
words that echo in my head
I am a spin master
I can talk about anything
and everything
under the sun
or under a gray
and cloudy day
I can deflect
and reflect
and run my own game
I may fool a stranger
and new acquaintance
others though,
those closest,
know how to see behind
a smile too bright,
eyes a bit weary and damp,
to the heavy heart within
they put an end
to the spinning
with a hug
as the smile fades
tears fall
it’s OK
for them to see me cry
I am loved
by Him

if it wasn’t for that puppy

if it wasn’t for that puppy
I wouldn’t have been outside tonight
to see the glint of the moonlit snow
and Orion’s Belt against a full black sky

if it wasn’t for that puppy
I wouldn’t know the quiet stillness
of a winter’s morning
occasionally broken by a crow’s caw

if it wasn’t for that puppy
I wouldn’t have met Jasper, Captain Morgan or Taz
the other dogs in the neighborhood
and their owners too

if it wasn’t for that puppy
I wouldn’t have laughed aloud
before the sun rose
as I watched him explore snow

if it wasn’t for that puppy
I wouldn’t have known
how easily I could tumble into love
with a big eared, brown eyed boy
(still talkin’ about the dog, of course)

Today I am thankful for blue skies and sunshine, after too many gray winter days in a row. It is a beautiful blue sky with white fluffy clouds and the glue of sun behind a particularly big one. Awhile ago I took the screen out of my oldest son’s second story bedroom window. He’s old enough it isn’t a safety hazard. I removed it so that on spectacular sky days I could put my camera out the window and photograph the sky from higher than ground level. It draws me closer. As I type this note the sun is no longer obscured behind a cloud, and the warmth of the bright rays engulf me as I stand near the kitchen window. Yes, today I am thankful for blue skies and sunshine. I needed them both, more than I knew. ~ Janean