I wrote this in my morning pages a couple of days ago...
Housework and errands Can wait til the morrow For time slips away We've learned to our sorrow So quiet down Doubts Problems, go far away I'm coddling my Artist Child Who's come out to play!
I find myself smiling at the fact that while you said you didn't think this week was about time, your poem has that line about time slipping away and making a decision about how to spend it. (Or maybe I'm just projecting a little into the interpretation? ;-)
2 comments:
I love this.
I find myself smiling at the fact that while you said you didn't think this week was about time, your poem has that line about time slipping away and making a decision about how to spend it. (Or maybe I'm just projecting a little into the interpretation? ;-)
I always loved the original poem about rockin' baby! And I love this version, too!
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