Of Present Push and Pull #2

We are thankful

Life’s push and pull

Poised upon perhaps

Keeps us guessing

At the next thing

Pressed into our laps

It might be sweet

And kitten-soft

We'll pet its purring mew  

Until it scratches,

Bites and claws

Then we'll want something new

And we'll be glad

That what we had

Wore out its welcome, oh

And broke the ice

For something nice

-er, at least we hope so

Sometimes the tears

For far-fled years

Blind us to Here and Now

Until we see

How swift the plea

Of season stills the plow

Forbid we miss

The full of This

Arabesque, shimmer-kissed

Where present push and pull

Soon lulls

And new push-pulls insist

This montage of

The laws of love

Oft leaves us awed and vexed

Caught in between

All that has been

And what will happen next

© Janet Martin