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.

Peace.