Sitting on the deck looking out at the sky
The stillness is broken by a bird’s loud cry
The sunflowers peeping over the fence
And suddenly an overpowering sense
Of joy and jubilation of what needs to be done
Even before the new year has begun.
Why not begin now and not fritter away time
Write and tell stories, O how sublime
And encourage others on this blog of mine.
So email me if today an idea triggers in your mind
Or an image from the quilt you find
Gives you the start you have been looking for
For the power of stories is like an open door.