Saturday

 

A day of rest to celebrate
with naps, bagels and oranges,
things that sparkle dull eyes, seduce
tastebuds, and smooth away age’s
aches, lines, and loneliness.  Music
accompanies both joy and care
as it‘s both now and memory,
both solo flight and public square.
A day of rest gives more than time
as possibilities come clear,
a day of rest is a jewel
accessible and most sincere.

April is Poetry Month, Day 29. 

My blog poems are rough drafts.

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© 2023 Susan L. Chast