If I could imagine, the perfect day
I would sleep in late
And you would bring me hot (decaf) coffee with cream
After I finished meditating.
I would float through the day
Spending time in nature, taking pictures or
Hiking, walking the dog, jogging
Breathing, relaxing, smiling, laughing.
I would rest in a hammock
Or on the most comfortable couch
And read a book for pure pleasure
Probably a memoir, walking into someone else’s life.
Nibbling on fruit like crisp apples
Or juicy orange slices
I would crunch on nuts
And sip sweet, hot tea while I read.
Then I would gently get to work
And write a pretty poem
Just for you
And you would smile and then sigh aloud when you read it.
When the children came home
We would create a giant leaf pile
And jump and frolic in the cool Autmun air
We would come inside to get warm by the wood stove
For dinner we would have a hearty soup
Like corn chowder or spicy black bean
With thick slices of buttered pumpkin bread
And a little salad for good health.
Before bed we would all play a game
Like Jenga or UNO
And I would win and smile and laugh
Because I always win.
Soon we would head upstairs
I would do yoga before I closed my eyes
Cuddling under flannel sheets and fleece blankets
We would each thank God for a perfect day.