small poems in the air everywhere

Grandchild 

Looking up from my lazy stupor
To see where I am on this earth
I’m in California’s big central valley
So long and green
In the farm soil dark and rich
I’m by the cold rushing Sacramento River
And in the sky above the white clouds
I am in the dreams of a sleeping cat
On a porch in the warm sunshine
I am everywhere and so are you

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Gratitude for small things
My toothbrush
My glasses
Seeing my doggo yawn
At bedtime

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Everything
In my raggedy yard
Is wild and free
Like my dreams
And my hopes

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Once
I held you close
My little child
But where are you now

Everywhere my father
All around you like the air
And within you
Like a thought

James Lee Jobe

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