twenty four hours.
so short.
yet focus is off the table
hour by hour
minute by minute
when your mind races to 1 week from now
1 month from now
1 year from now
focus.
can you?
as the smell of freshly mowed grass brings you back
to planting tulips with papa
dirt on your knees
a keen sense of curiosity
when will they bloom? what colour will they be?
- the grass is always greener, in the past
