Try to remember the kind of September

Our Oxblood lilies
Reliable sign of Fall
Tough as September

© Nancilynn Saylor
18 September 2017

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Soft spring morning

No alarm this morning

awakened by only soft dappled light

streaming through the white curtains

Grab coffee- warm creamy and comforting, then

out to admire the urban garden we

aspire to- rather than lawn that must be maintained.

Small chickadees play chase between the birdfeeders

and the tall ash tree from the neighbor’s yard, while a squirrel

clucks as she plans her next move.

The rain shower last evening brought out snails that I pluck from

green corn leaves; now

the corn is taller than me!

We have an outing with friends planned for later this morning

so I cannot linger in this place

where I could easily spend my lifetime….

The face in the mirror

My face
is rumpled…
a splash of sunlight
and smiles,
of freckles
and porcelain…
of promises broken
and fulfilled
of motherhood and loss
of motherhood and disappointment
of love and
of ecstasy  
and constant sorrow
of the woodlands and the meadow
of the shoreline and the sea
of the firmament
and the cosmos
my face
the clear reflection
of my Creator.