Life is not Linear
Are you now
who you thought you’d be
when you were eighteen?
Probably not.
Life is not Linear,
a straight line where you travel from
Point A to Point Z.
As much as we want it to be,
Life is not Linear.
Just like how we cannot fit a square peg into a round hole,
we cannot force our will upon others.
It is the blessing of humanity,
this individuality.
Expect some zigging and zagging,
Changing plans, going one step
forward and, then, two steps back.
Each step informs the others of which
way to turn, so like hiking along a path in the
woods one might need to sidestep or change
direction because of the choice before.
No. Life is not linear.
Life is what you make of it,
each step, each turn, and each
choice.
Content at Home
Black coffee brewing,
the aroma enticing even
those who do not drink.
Birds chirping outside my open window,
happy spring is finally here.
Curled up on a cozy couch,
with a good book in hand.
Warm. Secure. Happy.
The puppy sighs deeply, in her sleep,
lying next to you, turning comfortably.
Outside green valleys and blue skies,
beckon me to visit our yard.
Preparing for a new season of growth.
Nowhere to go,
No pressure to live
outside of my
little green bubble.
No reason to bend
to another’s
whim.
Content at Home.
The Apples in My Orchard 
These are poems I’ve printed for my notebook. Thank you for both of them–they’re more timely and perfect than I can express.
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Awww. I do not know what to say to this very kind compliment. Thank you does not seem enough! I am glad they were relatable. What kind of notebook do you keep?
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Very relatable! I am honestly just dabbling with notebooks. I’m one of those people who does most of their writing on the computer, but I’m trying. So, I picked up a largish hardback sketchbook from the store and I’m doing my best to write in it. I like it, but it’s certainly not a habit.
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