'I would like to be more
Than a turnip in the turf
Or a well-fed cat on a settee.'
I must have carried such a thought
Into my dreams last night.
And nipping sharply at its heels,
So succinctly put by my parents,
'Don't get your liver in a quiver.
Put an arrow in your bow, and GO!'
Because I woke up, chuckling.
I blew a kiss into morning sunlight
And thought of all the people
Whose wisdom, however oddly shared,
Fashioned my life.
And I gave thanks, deep and grateful thanks!
Cynthia Buell Thomas, August, 2020