For every parcel I stoop down to seize
I lose some other off my arms and knees,
And the whole pile is slipping, bottles, buns—
Extremes too hard to comprehend at once,
Yet nothing I should care to leave behind.
With all I have to hold with, I will do my best
To keep their building balanced at my breast.
I crouch down to prevent them as they fall;
Then sit down in the middle of them all.
I had to drop the armful in the road.
And try to stack them in a better load.
The good news is that my sabbatical allowed me to thoughtfully gather ideas and create. And I can’t wait to come here each week and share with you.
I’m starting with this salad. I LOVE this salad. It’s a super yummy nutritional powerhouse perfect for keeping you healthy during the cold winter months. Continue reading