Fresh clean linen
And the cat purring
A gentle sun ray
On a baby sleeping
The roar of the sea
The thunder
The rain
The quiet before a storm
The smell following it
A crunchy toast
Done on both sides
A hot black coffee
In that funny mug
Billie singing in the moon rise
And more wine swaying your mind
The stupid joke that makes you weep
And the friend laughing to it
The dew under your foot
On the cool morning grass
The crispy snow singing
under your step at night
The cool northern breeze that comes in
The bonfire that keeps you warm
Bundled up
You smile
Licking the wooden spoon
That wisked the chocolate cake mix
The smell of melting butter
And of grilled cheesies
Grandma’s parfume
Lily of the Valley
But then Holy Water
Doesn’t smell a thing
The scent of paint and oil
Varnish and rubber
At the harware store
Where I’d get a lolly
A random drive
in the countryside nearby
Windows rolled down
Radio blastin’
singing loud
A frozen lake
And a Christmas song
A fire pit on the beach
And your folksy songs
That tune from Coltrane
(without the crazy solo)
And this list I forced myself to write
To remember there are still
good things
Around
