What I’ve Learned So Far (Sonnet)

With every pain, a bit of pleasure comes:
The blister on my palm from digging weeds
Now gives me leave to sit and hear the songs
Of house wrens nesting near and seeking seeds.
As muscles’ tiny tears turn into strength,
So tears of loss can presage greater gifts,
As greater confidence in lovers grows
With understanding after healing rifts.
Deep sadness creates contrast to permit
More gratitude for later life’s delight
As surely as rains falling in the dark
Wash joy and brightness into morning light.
Just so do all of this life’s pains and sorrows
Teach gratitude for all the bright tomorrows.

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About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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2 Responses to What I’ve Learned So Far (Sonnet)

  1. yeoldefoole says:

    I dunno… when I first met the PBL, she told me that whole delayed gratification thing just might not be a winning strategy for people our age!

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