ordinary everydays

ordinary everydays





after a seriously difficult week
of being unwell as a family
we woke up to a balmy day
to behold this cold, cold january
leaning into february’s enveloping warmth
and the breeze softly playing
the music of a nearing spring.

my baby is adrift into a healing sleep,
the pigeons are cooing on the opposite walls
and i sit here, unhurried, by the open window
taking in the offerings of this afternoon
and eclipsing into this beautiful book,
an early birthday gift.

often, these ordinary everydays
feel more special than special days.

. . .

friday noontide
the twentyninth
māgha

2 comments:

  1. Hi, Ruskin Bond is the most cherished writer!Your blog is so wonderful and I wish you all the happiness!

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    1. this is my first ruskin bond book
      and it has immersed me deeply into its folds.

      thank you very much
      for your kind words and wishes.
      wishing you love and peace.

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