A very young me wanted to be a writer. That was seven decades ago.  At some point I decided to become a nurse instead. Soon I found caregiving to be all consuming and writing took a back seat …..for about fifty years.  One day, my life was turned upside down and I found I had to pick up my pen again.  It seems I have been on a long, long trip and now I have come home. 

my busy hands
wash and fold laundry 
all morning 
while a love poem writes itself
inside my head


April 22, 2022