Counting the hours
by Elouise
A small
Limited world
Greets me
With a question –
And what of today…?
Indeed –
What of it?
With or without me
It will cycle by
Rehearsing its hours
Yet again in a chain
Of semi-predictability
Without need
For me to sit
At this window
Watching the day slip
Before my eyes
Through fingers chilled
By winter’s dull sky
And frozen vegetation
Waiting for spring
And release
Life is in a different key these days
I’m still not sure what it is
Or how to play it
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 11 January 2018
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Telling the Truth 
Life is something we receive and respond to. How we respond depends on any number of things, but we always can receive each day as a gift, and so, whatever our lived response to it, that response will be rooted in our gratitude for it…thank you, Elouise, for this reflection, which has me thinking about something my dad would say, “Do what you can, not what you can’t, and trust God in all of it.”
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this reminded me of an Emily…..flowing and with unanswered questions we find ourselves holding ❤ lovely E, lovely ❤
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aww….:)
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Play it with a smile, I find that always works
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