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Bike Ride Blessing
I want to stop,
gather my thoughts.
A deer and her fawn
ran across the path
so close
I swerved to miss them.
An ordinary day
suddenly goes soft.
All that was wrong
is lost.
Moments like this
can't be bought.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2017
Aw, lovely - all that is wrong is lost. What a lovely way to lose track of grievance.
ReplyDeleteYou captured a lovely moment, one that came at a good time for this reader.
ReplyDeleteI love those lines Tanita Davis pointed out above, and also the ones right before it:
An ordinary day
suddenly goes soft.
What a terrific way of describing how a moment like that opens up a heart hardened by the rush of the day.