Normal Day
My oldest sister found a poem and passed it on to my other sister. And she, in turn, passed it on to me. It speaks so perfectly to what we long for around here:
NORMAL DAY
by Mary Jean Iron
Normal day,
Let me be aware of the treasure you are.
Let me learn from you, love you,
Bless you before you depart.
Let me not pass you by
In quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.
Let me hold you while I may,
For it may not always be so.
One day I shall dig my nails into the earth,
Or bury my face in the pillow,
Or stretch myself taut
Or raise my hands to the sky
And want more than all the world,
Your return.
NORMAL DAY
by Mary Jean Iron
Normal day,
Let me be aware of the treasure you are.
Let me learn from you, love you,
Bless you before you depart.
Let me not pass you by
In quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.
Let me hold you while I may,
For it may not always be so.
One day I shall dig my nails into the earth,
Or bury my face in the pillow,
Or stretch myself taut
Or raise my hands to the sky
And want more than all the world,
Your return.
posted by jch at
9:35 AM
2 Comments:
Yes.
I know that day well.
Here's wishing you a normal day.
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