Life Sized Circle
The weekend before lockdown, we sat under The Tree and I painted my first watercolour,
the blue-green crags, with obligatory seagulls.
It was sunny but I stopped early, needed to clean,
it was the weekend before lockdown.
Weeks later, we renamed The Tree ‘Jim’
and the grass beneath turned to Autumn dirt, then Winter mud, as we learnt to double-jump to ‘Gold Dust’,
’til my shins gave in and I graduated to hula hoop.
in the morning, at lunch, after dark, pulling my life in to the size of this circle.
One thing I learned
That sleeping in is okay as is
waking early, depending.
And want to remember
To pay attention
to the robin in the tree and this human,
in front of me.