Drops in the Bucket

As water falls from the skies, she makes her way to a job that drains her energy. Day after day, it’s the same grind rewarded only by a paycheck at the end of the week.

As water falls from her eyes, she makes her way into her house where she must manifest energy. Night after night, the cooking, the cleaning, the laundry, rewarded only by momentary satisfaction.

As water falls from the sprinkler, she makes her way to the backyard swing. Season after season, she watches the blossoms appear from bulbs she has planted rewarding her with hope-filled beauty.

©2022 Annette Rochelle Aben