by decree you and me
in our home until every
last cup is cleaned, every last
weed pulled, protected by mulch,
observe it all from behind our fence.
Months, sequestered, exercise, books, sleep
late, good talk, we won’t walk out the door, to surf,
we will watch from a distance, keep hospitals
from two solid seniors taking up space
where there is none. We’re game
giving it our all, food for
days to weeks
Thanks Tom. You’ve captured the moment (weeks?) I find myself doing everything slowly to fill up space. Seems a meaningful exercise in mindfulness so often missing in our hectic lives
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