This Very Special Day

'I think I will have a muffin this morning', I said to Victoria 

as I put on another pot of coffee, 'since it is such a special day'.

Both of us had workdays cancelled because of school closures 

due to freezing rain this morning

This is a special day

The way the wind roars through

The ups and downs that crown

Life’s little lilt of

Me-and-you

How soft and swift the gift

Of Today is undone

By fingers, gossamer

And lowered masts on

Twilight’s galleon

Life’s leap from rocking cradle

To the still and silent grave

Does not leave us a hint

Of how much time 

Between we have

So, let’s not miss the melody

Of ‘us’, a ballad, sweet

And dance where paper ballrooms

Briefly pause

Beneath our feet

Time is a tender thief

Sometimes its wooing way

Could whisper us to sleep

Before we thank God for

This very special day

© Janet Martin