Yesterday was blanketed shadow. And quiet murmuring,
the quiet of black-out blinds against the angry sun.
And yesterday was a glimpse of September in July, 
an invasion of coffee and sweaters and pumpkin.
And yesterday was fluffy blankets and long movies;
it was classrooms filled with new students and old teachers.
And yesterday was a salve to my soul, a holy band-aid,
an interruption of the now with the promise of the later.
And for that, this Tuesday, I am thankful.
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Gregory C. Jeffers
Anglican Christian | Husband | Father | Teacher | Scholar | Poet
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