I remember how pleasurable it once felt
to work all day in the heat
and, at day's end, feel
a satisfied weariness,
those soothingly-sore muscles,
my self-righteous thirst.
Today,
it took but an hour to get there
and, once there,
to search for that lost pleasure
and those hidden adjectives.
Ah, but tomorrow all day,
I shall find pleasure
in light and shaded errands.
Light and Shaded Errands
Bob Komives
Fort Collins (c) 2016 :: Light and Shaded Errands :: 1605
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