Excitedly anxious, I scan my inbox hoping to see a reply. Perhaps tomorrow a new lunchtime routine will be necessary.
leaning on lockers
sitting on the floor
trading snacks, sharing laughter
our youth like sunbeams
Outside, the last green tree trembles.
How glad I am to be moved not by the wind but by the spirit.
Don't know what to do,
am jumping, cheerful and chipper
Clock strikes 12 noon,
oh! I left behind my slipper!!
Chicken soup with rice
Cold winds blow like spikes of ice
I will keep you warm
With my bowl of hot chicken soup with rice
I've been dreading this day!
Time to gather my strength,
And squeeze every last bit out of you!
Pain of learning
It aches as I look at the computer or the book.
Hands cramping, yet creating at once.
The people come and go.
Are infinite next to mine.
Trapped here at this desk
Time seems still.
In a line of YouTube choices "Shadow" sits third but is my first choice. Containing a kiss worthy of nostalgia.
Two-liter savoring thirst quencher,
tasting so very fine during mid-day,
brings a smile and satisfaction
that only I can know.