Astonishment

There’s so much to love in this world.

Did Mary Oliver say that?

All her favorite words are in my lexicon—

Astonished—How I love to be astonished.

How grateful I am by unexpected sightings:

Caroline curled up on the couch, studying with her friend.

Liz step wholly into herself: saying exactly what she thinks.

OK—not so little graces

—More like huge large stunning wonderfulness.

It’s hard to write a happy poem

without mentioning astonishment or abundance.

So much better though than

the stark news crawling across our ancient brains

by way of new technology.

I’d rather enjoy this lollipop & write

of my tender bright happy deep breaths

when I spy all that is right within my world.

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