going nowhere
writing a letter to my son
nearly lunchtime
a taxi drives by
I need to repair a mug
Japanese gold style
sun shines as it does
in Scotland, interrupted by cloud
a breeze blows
and green is greener than green here
I can't work out the tech
to complete a task
I want completed
so it'll have to wait
maybe forever
a delivery truck draws up
a parcel for me in lockdown?
no
it goes further along the road
I bought a kid's book
All Creatures So Precious
because the author's surname was mine
Nancy Ione Stepek
nice name
I may write a children's book
reflecting mindfulness
already done recordings for someone else's
Always stuff to do
always stuff to write
about stuff to be done
I need to get back to that letter
for my son
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