Photo By: Carrie
I know
They are here, they
Can’t be
Too far
I knew
Where they were
Yesterday
I could have sworn
I usually
Keep better track, find
Them easily, collect
A few here and there
Hold tight
To the numbers
They never let me down, today
My grip is lose, dreamy
Thoughts cluttering
My usually tidy mind
Adding moisture
To the line, clouding
How strapped, I am
For time
Honestly
It feels so good
To have a couple of toes over
The line
To relax
In a moment
Eat a little later, enjoy
Books a little longer, write
Until there are no more
Words flowing
The morning
Another story, I am not ready
For it all to start
The pressure
Gathering
So many minutes, keeping
The flow
Of it all on par
A deep breath, just
One more
My feet must
Head to the floor
These precious minutes
Spent either way, challenge
As I see it, recognizing when
In the midst of it all, I choose
To collect minutes
No matter what, Feeding
The result
On time
In bed
Food on the table
Homework done
To school
Wake up
Is this real, more
Important
Time to laugh
Tears
Clean up again and again
One more story
One more song
A hug in the middle of the sidewalk
Just because
Dance party
Sharing chores
Reminding us to look up
Each one taking
A minute, at least
Longer than expected
Which is okay, it is
As long as I am not rushing
The rest of the day, trying
To make up that minute
The minute is already spent, no need
To find more, lost time
No
They are now used up
Exactly
What they are here for
The Shady Tree 
Your photographs are intriguing and your words fluid and thoughtful. I enjoyed the time I spent on your blog this morning. Thank you for connecting with me.
Awe! You just made my morning. Thank you. I love taking photographs and learn new ways to see what is right in front of me every time I use my camera. I so appreciate you taking some time to read and commenting, it means a lot. Really looking forward to following your writings too!