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