A whole day at home.  Got a couple of calls and a friend stopped by so I was not too lonely.

Thought I would share a poem I wrote with you.    I am finally STARTING to write again but it is still slow and intermittant.


But here is my poem.

Robin

When I see my robin
In the back yard
Under the elm tree
I feel alive again.

In the back yard
He gleans the ground for worms
I feel alive again
And so must he.

He gleans the ground for worms
The sun shines despite the cold
And so must he
Feel the warmth through all

The sun shines despite the cold
I intend to to so often
And so must he
When I see my robin.

Mary J. Kunert

(The type of poem is a pantoum)