Any Time
In pleasant opus we can sit together, or apart, on any porch, at dawn, dark, or any time of day.
We can have this.
Amidst all that is bad in the world, be happy we have this.
The clarity is not always there, clouds steal the sun’s shine, maybe our will of some days. But when it’s quiet, as here and now, we can feel someone has dressed this corner of the earth, for just our minute.
Another day to finish, with the cautious promise of another, nice to know we can have this, whatever life’s decision. Because,
nothing is worth more.
At this moment; I understand what we have.
It’s not one thing, it’s not that, or the other, it is the rock shoal of all…
It is us.
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