When I am worried
it’s the usual suspects
the bills that wait
did my son read enough today
am I behind at school
is there something
i forgot to do
or 10 things,
the relentless companion of my mind,
worry.
I think I may have grown
just a little lately
worry and I have reached an uneasy hiatus
at bedtime I am trying
to trade worry for gratitude
and intention
I leave the day behind
with my whole heart
and begin again tomorrow.
I go to sleep light and free of the angst.
I am wholly flawed and err daily
but this simple attempt
again and again
is bringing just a taste of something that
worry cannot coexist with.