Monday, April 03, 2006

My Minutes

Sometimes the sky is clear and blue,
and everything seems bright with promise
and laughter
and wisdom.

Then an arbitrary minute ticks by...

And the world darkens
to dim shades of a gray
I hate to recognize,
and I hunker down
and wait
for a different minute to come.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Kate can relate

Anonymous said...

did you write that? very good but sad...love you henni - shoes - on!

Emily said...

Today... My minutes are kind of like yours.

Becky said...

this is sad, but i love reading it! you are an excellent writer jenni
im sorry that i was sleeping when you called. I can't wait to talk to you tomorrow!!