Just do it! It's now or never!!!
Freedom tastes like sunshine
and fear dripping from the eaves.
Time to take a breather
from the stress of being
tethered to the inner
essay grader whose roots
are all the husband sees
from mid-August through
May.
Time to take a deep breath
and another and another.
Notice the essence of dew
on the petals of the peonies.
Finally, the time to explore
opportunities to write,
to dare to take a step, two, three,
in faith out of the comfort zone
of two decades of attack of 4:15 alarm
slip bare feet out of the shoes stuck
in the concrete. Leave them behind
and smell the peonies.
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