Friday Thoughts

 

It’s Friday

And with the laundry

We fold another week

To our breast

Where soon its cup of

Laughter, loving

And trifling toil will rest

It’s Friday

Another week of memories

Gathers where

We linger to finger

Its brush-strokes on the air

Knowing in our heart

Rests living’s most priceless art

It’s Friday

And the beauty

Of what was, rivals

With the hope

Of what is to be

Before another Friday comes

To take its place

In history

© Janet Martin

Image Source

Good or bad

Happy or sad

Soon this day will be

A memory

I'm writing this midst chatting with my older two daughters as we wake up over coffee (a sweet moment because we almost never get up at the same time:)

...also, here's to hoping today’s memories will include the kids helping me clean;)) We’ve all had lots of fun this March break week, now it’s time for some good, down-to-earth living.OXOX.

Dear hubby, someday these past few weeks will be nothing but ‘in those years when I had that truck…It’s been a truck/year of high frustration and financial strain for him and the company he works for!