For today's prompt, write a maximum poem...
We never know what a day will bring
so let's live each one to the max!
These past few evenings have been spent
in the barn next door...
It reminded me of a song from my youth..
esp. this line
'it's nice to think about it, maybe even visit,
but I wonder, could I live there anymore'.
because
Farming is very serious business these days,
and not for the faint of heart.
let's live life to
its precious max,
work hard, love kindly,
run, relax
push, pull, pray, play
smile, sing, give thanks
make the most of
spring-green creek banks
pick buttercups
plant seeds, sip tea
engage in
real-time poetry
aware of the
far-reaching way
of deeds we do
and words we say
where finding joy
is no secret
the more we give
the more we get
where happiness
holds out its key
...to make the most
of you and me
so, let's live life
to its lent max
the same up front
as behind backs
© Janet Martin
Col.3:23
And whatever you do, do it heartily, as to the Lord and not to men,
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!