Saturday Song Salute (and a poem!)
It's Saturday morning, cold and miserable rain is what I see through my window. I wanted to go for a walk, but instead I think I'll stay in and write a blog. I already wrote a poem this morning, so I guess I'll begin by sharing it: without the rain as I sit here with my shoulder to the rain, with my heart flung open like a notebook scarred by scribbles, I think of you, here now, with your soft neck pressed against my lips. I peer out at the falling droplets finding temporary homes on blades of grass, on folded flowers, on fence posts, in pavement puddles and I wonder how many times they splat the exact same spot. life is like that; we are like that. our pasts fold over, our mistakes repeat. but we discover happiness in the answers we find in between, though we're still learning to grow, to become, to erase the parts of who were were (and didn't need to be). as I sit here I think about these things and realize I love you as I love life, t