Though the morning sky be red,
I feel no dread.
The rain falls soft, the pitter-patter lures,
induces relaxation, for my worries, provides a cure...

Another day to begin anew,
write a few words, connect with you...
Cook and clean then play and share--
To whom shall I give today? I hope many, everywhere.

If I can be productive and give something away,
I feel I've had a fairly good day.
For me the hardest part of being ill
is being unable to share at will.
Born an educator, caregiver, an energetic child,
for some, a little too wild...
I have a need to share
anything, anywhere...
Be it a piece of advice,
a simple verse, an apple slice,
my latest soup or recent read,
money for those in need.

Bill and I have shared quite a bit this week,
helped out here and there,
with some, shed a tear...
All in all I feel satisfied
and am looking forward to tody's ride.