Poetry's Presence ~~ "Someday"

SOMEDAY

Someday I’ll find the time

            to do the things I want to do.

I’ll venture into the attic

            and find the recipe for that roux.

The ancestral trees on both sides

            continue to call my name,

Reminding me ever so gently

            that they’re nowhere near the same.

Aunt Allene’s heirloom quilt

            must be removed from its display rack,

As it beckons me to follow

            the nine patch pattern in the stack.

Audrey insists her roma tomatoes

            produce the finest salsa yet,

To which one must add cilantro,       

            and jalapenos for extra zest!

Foreign lands seem so intriguing

            and not just via the news.

The globe is meant to be traveled

            while one can still pick and choose.

So many books with so little time

            carry me to enchanting places.

Rella’s brown velour couch or chair

            vie for the comfortable spaces.

Orion and the Big Dipper glisten

            as diamonds in the night sky.

Shall I purchase a nice telescope

            to watch them by and by?

Alas, yesterday is history and

            tomorrow may not be.

If I continue to wait for someday

            my desires I will never see.

Happy Poetry Reading!

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