Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings. ~ Jane Austen

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Not Working

As I was laying in bed
I heard thunder.
It can't be
It must be something else.
Five minutes
I heard it again.
Definitely thunder.
Please, George
Call and say I don't need to work this morning
Then I can do some stuff that I need to get done before camp.
The phone rings.
No picking will be done this morning.
Maybe not this afternoon either.
He'll call.
Otherwise: come in tomorrow. 
I need the money,
But time is lacking, and I have commitments.
An unspoken, unthought prayer: answered.

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