This Piece of July

There are things we learn we’d return if we could

When it slaps us with its cold truth

But in the long run when its lesson is done

We become wiser; more couth

The slipping and sliding progress we profess

This haggling, hard, headlong stumble

Of duty, desire and sucking quagmire

Of hope and hurt keeps us humble

This piece of July is a blue patch of sky

Sparkle of sun on life’s ocean

Glitter of gold in a long, lonesome hold    

For heartache is not an emotion

Sometimes we pretend, but oh, in the end

Truth cannot be hidden or altered

Thus what we learned is the payoff we earned

There, where our footsteps faltered

Still-subtle course is life’s tick-tocking force

Filling heart-hollows with hunger

Live, love and learn, for there is no return

To days when we were younger

Maybe someday in Time’s mystery-sure way

We will not hurt with hope’s yearning

This piece of July is a blue-heaven sky

Over life’s highway of learning

© Janet Martin

Praying for everyone on this one-step-forward-two-steps-back journey

on life's highway of yearning, earning and learning.

...in the hottest weather we've had so far this year, I have come down with a horrible cold so I stayed home on Sunday morning. I listened to this message instead where no one would be bothered by my coughing and sniffling...