Counting Lessons

 For the past month or so this 'fellow' has come to say hello every morning!

You can count on dreams

To break

You can count on years

To fly

You can count on your breath being stolen

With nothing

But the blue of time’s eye

You can count on plans

To fail

You can count on hearts

To bleed

Where love is a double-edged,

Hunger-flushed grail

Spilling fulfillment

And need

You can count on hope

To hurt

You can count on faith

To win

You can count on flower-tears

Fading to dirt

Where death and life begin

You can count on prayers answered

'no'

You can count on fears answered

'yes'

And in life’s good-bye you can count

On hello

To stun us with happiness

© Janet Martin