Sunday, May 12, 2013

May 2013

Meet Ashes.

When her human, Barbados artist Bill Grace
Moved to Isreal with his family,
Ashes took up residence with my son.
I met her when I visited Barbados in March.

She greeted me with a soft voice
And taught me how to scratch her ears
And how to rub her tummy...
And not to expect her to sit on my lap.

She loves to bask where a breeze can reach her.
Soon we'll be looking for our own chilling places again.
Remembering past baskings and discovering new coolths,

Today I complained about chill wind, rain and hail.
I pledge to remember and not to complain In the heat to come,
But to follow Ashes' lead and
Quietly bask.