Time Is Fleeting

Sandra Bennett, Queen of Thistle Cove Farm, shares . . .

Time is fleeting and I'm not waiting to wear purple,
Or red or kiwi or orange or magenta or any other color.

I'll spend my time sitting under the sunflowers,
while the mares snuffle my hair and kittens play in my lap.

Today I'll take my knitting to the pasture,
and chance a wet bottom when I sit on the ground.
Samuel and Carly will nuzzle my pockets for treats of corn,
while the other sheep bleat at their boldness.

My needles will lie quietly as I watch the birds float on unseen columns of wind.
The barn swallows and goldfinches and robins and even the buzzards will bring me joy.

Tonight at midnight, the dogs and I will walk in the pasture.
I'll whisper secrets to the horses and sheep.
I'll look for fallen stars and the dippers,
and will nail Orion's belt with the north star.

I'll drink good wine and strong beer and sweet water.
I'll eat chocolate for breakfast and pastry for lunch.
Mix cream in my flavored coffee, and
turn up my nose at powdered milk and ill mannered people.

Tomorrow, I'll give compliments to perfect strangers.
Speak to people on the street,
just to watch their reactions as I grin at my silly self.

I've worn hats for over thirty years and see no need to stop.
I'll not waste happiness on tomorrow but spend it willy nilly today.
Time is fleeting and I'm wearing purple now!

© 2004 Sandra Bennett

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