If I was inclined to label my posts, I would call this one “Interruptions.”
Today has been one of those days.
You know, those ones when you don’t attend to your paper due tomorrow until 11 pm.
And you break to blog about it.
Yes, one of those.
But amidst the papers due, the sleep lacked, and the cold persistent:
People are of infinite importance:
More than all that
Can be listed, save
Others listed
A sneak peak into poetry. Mine, that is.
Although I am not sure I’d call this a poem; I have not spent days correcting it.
Mary's One Hundred 