freely given

 

freely given

overcast, sprinkles drop with

expectations on the weeds

the grass the blacktop

the budding limbs of trees

saturday’s sunshine absent 

cancelled farmer’s market

feels like a free day 

bookmobile 

in the front yard

to be washed

didn’t happen

to travel downtown

didn’t happen

to meet children

with free books

didn’t happen

we relax

     write a rhyme

             wait for sunshine 

to happen.

            

             *                *                 *                 *                  *                *                * 

(Our napowrimo prompt today was a weather phenomenon. I forgot to rhyme! I love to rhyme.

I am going to take the above poem and create a rhyme or two within it.)

04.04.2026