| learn2learn ( @ 2004-07-01 18:37:00 |
| Current mood: | strange |
The Clearing Space
I am in a strange mood today. (7/1/04) So I thought I would write a poem about it.
The Clearing Space By: Anita Schwartz
It has been a long year.
Only six months have past.
I look around in this small box that surrounds me.
Mounted hi are papers, pens and folders.
Post it-notes on walls, it looks like a rainbow.
Old coffee cup sits on bookcase.
Shades are finally open.
The musky smell from old books & journals still reek.
Yet - fresh air seeps through the cracked window pane.
AOL's Music Radio fills my ears.
These hint summer is here. No spring cleaning has been done.
So what?
I got 60 days before I have to sharpen my pencils again. :-)