Good Morning!
It's Friday and time to prepare for the weekend. Yay! Our redbud is in full bloom right now and is gorgeous. I see a lot of red buds as I drive through our town. I used to see them along a creek when I would drive to work but...I'm retired! I have not been driving to work for two years now!
On this fine Friday in National Poetry month, I do have a poem to share with you. It's one that my friend Leslie Parker wrote. Leslie and I met when we were 12 and have been best friends ever since - 60 years! How lucky I am to have her as my friend. This poem is one that was published in NC Bards 2025 Anthology and with Leslie's permission I am sharing it with you.
Dandelion
Wishes
sail on a breath,
scatter, take root,
shoot skyward. Yellow
blooms command attention
in envious lawns—
shaggy-headed stems
childish hands pluck,
weave into halos—
before they shrivel
in the sun,
sprout anew.
My mother curls, close-eyed,
breathing slow
and shallow
in a wrinkle of green sheets.
Her hair,
gone to seed, stirs
beneath a breeze
whispering through
the open window,
as if ready,
at long last,
to take to the air.
I hope your weekend brings you much joy. We will be having dinner at C&M's tomorrow night and I know that will bring us joy!
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