Day 320 – Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Swimming

I am in such a bizarre place;
All these thoughts, obsessing in my mind,
That I can’t turn off

They fade and return, like a fog

A fog slowly waking up,
Drifting across a valley
Waiting for sun, to rise and greet the day

Nothing, is clear

I know there is progress
But I know there is much water-treading too,
And I am not,

Known for my swimming…

© Maureen (Mo) O’Brien
C U Tomorrow,
-Mo