We had a lovely little thunderstorm last week at bedtime, and three poems came out of it. Here’s the first:
I texted myself the thought that entered my head…I guess that’s draft 1?
And wrote in my morning pages the next morning:
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I know that a rainstorm would inspire me, too, Laura, a lullaby for sure & making changes of course. My brother’s church’s plans for Easter morning outside did not happen. they, too, had a lullaby for their Easter service. (I just spoke with him a while ago.)
Aw, I’m sorry to hear that :>(
Love your lullaby ending! I really like “that your journey may not/ be what you planned for”. This rings true in real life.
Susan Thomsen says
That’s so lovely, the lullaby poem. Very true here as well.