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.