Yesterday I Was In Love
It was perfect.
and I, perfectly In love.
Staring at this empty floor I am suddenly pulled back into my state of yesterday.
Is that available today?
Can we repeat such loveliness?
I was In love with…
…My boots.
…Nature’s Jukebox of breeze and bloom, sun rays and midnight rain.
…A meal that was enough.
…And Eyes that allowed me to see my child as my teacher.
Where do I begin today?
Just begin.
Again.
In love.
