Author: maiamom

May today bring Rainbows.

May today bring Joy.

May today fill your world

with the things you enjoy.

I made a pot of Spinach Soup.

I really have to say –

It’s a Gastronomic Blessing

on this raw December day.

The size of the cities of Pittsburgh or St. Louis

Three times the population of my city, Everett

100 Americans die each hour.

I stop and bow my head.

100 Americans die each hour.

I weep for all the dead.

The Christmas Star is coming.

It will shine in the evening sky.

It’s been about 800 years

since this event passed by.

The skies are wet and clouded

so we might not see it there.

But, we will know it’s happening—

precious, bright, and rare.

My hair is growing down the back of my neck.

I feel like a Baboon.

I’m watching for other Suspicious Signs.

I hope this Virus ends soon.

May blessings fall on you today

like snowflakes in a storm.

May they surround and comfort you

and keep you safe and warm.

My Seahawks’ sign is lighted

and I’m hoping for the best.

What the Hawks will do in action

is most anybody’s guess.

Sometimes they win.  Sometimes they lose.

Their fate seems destined to confuse.

I hope they’ll play with skill and zest…

but, really, it is any one’s guess.

Each day’s a time for happiness.

Each day’s a time to sow.

Each day’s a time for blessings.

Each day’s a time to grow.