I believe in the Tuesdays
and Wednesdays of life,
the tuna sandwich lunches
and TV after dinner.
I believe in coffee with hot milk
and peanut butter toast,
Rose wine in summer
and Burgundy in winter.
I am not in love with holidays,
birthdays—nothing special—
and weekends are just days
numbered six and seven,
though my love
dozing over TV golf
while I work the Sunday puzzle
might be all I need of life
and all I ask of heaven.

Reblogged this on among the savages and commented:
Donna Hilbert
just lovely!
Reblogged this on CleverBlackbird and commented:
I’m simply captivated by this poem. I had to share, and intend to write my own.