changes are coming. yes. good ones.
I wish I had something to say. Profound. Light.
A sparkle of words to twinkle in the windows of our crowded condo community.
But I don’t.
Instead I have shadows and early sunsets and evenings of lists not completed.
I have children to attend to. A house to keep.
Clients to say good-bye to. Friends to see.
A body I don’t recognize. A passion for movement, inside and out.
The holiday lights come down when winter puts up it’s first fight.
The days are short, so long is the night.
I wish I had something profound to say, but I don’t.
Nothing light. Nothing sunny. Nothing more than
Happy New Year.
14 guests here now.