Beautiful Ordinaries

Embrace them,

All those beautiful ordinaries

Shaping our toil and strife

Embrace them

For beautiful ordinaries

Shape a life

Embrace them

The endless clean-up

and clutter

The chatter, the scatter

Of shoes, back-packs,

The scolding of Mother

Embrace them

The beautiful ordinaries

To which we become blind

Because in the still of retrospect

The ordinaries bind

The scattered fragments

Of duty’s strife

To color the pages

Of a beautiful life

© Janet Martin

It's Saturday,

My beautiful ordinaries are calling:) .