Focus!

On some days, like today
My mind can be content
But unstill
It jumps, it scatters
It’s happy but restless

On days like today
I gently kiss lips
Surrounded by orange stubble
Dulling, dotted with early white
Asking plainly how much I’m loved
Compared to the wedding day
And laugh at the answer 

On days like today
I study the cat’s green eyes
Listening to the mews that try so hard
To sound like me
To communicate
Then marvel at the softness of the fur
And gentleness of teeth so sharp 

On days like today
The Little Pilgrim comes out
From hiding in his drawer
To sit with me as I work away
I look at the little stone
I roll it between my fingertips
I think of how far it travelled to be here
Because someone special
In an important moment
All the way across the ocean
Thought of me 

When the brain is jumping rope again
I hold a pebble
I marvel at soft fur
I run my hand over a ginger head
I write a tiny poem
The wandering slows
And I resume my work
Content again

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August 1, 2025