a memory blowing in from the east

Thanks for the gift, James.
Just about everything in life is a blessing, in some way.
A lesson. A gift.
Including the dust and dirt on the floor?
I am thinking that while I vacuum.
Perhaps the gift is this; I still have the strength
To clean, and enough spirit to still care.
I can live with that, I think,
And I move another chair out of my way.
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Love…
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