What kind of day is it
that can be summed up as
“Well, I got through that”?

Yes, the relief feels good
and there’s accomplishment involved,
But what’s that good for?
Can’t I do better?

When I play things back
along the light lines,
the words and smiles exchanged with strangers
and the bright threads
of continuing connection
flashing up again
in conversations with family and friends

I see there’s been more
than needful duty,
more than the dull familiarity
of other bodies as we all are herded,
more than the sub-thought comfort
of trodden pathways —
this day, too
has had its worth.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 12, 2015