What is it you think of when you are in the kitchen all day?
The stove is burning hot, awaiting the baking trays.
What is in your thoughts on this warm summers day?
The cat has justed finished her milk and is meeowing delightfully away.
What is in the depths of your mind on this eventful day?
The lightning has struck a tree, but at the last breath of night it will be okay.
Your mind is at a distance, not thinking really of anything.
It is floating to and from small memories of times gone by.
Daydreaming and remembering faces and places,
Glimpses of life and its phases.
I hope that you remember happy times.
I hope they bring a smile to your face.
Your thoughts may be at a distance.
But they can never be replaced.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .20230225
Painting by Andrea Kowch (Contemporary American artist)
In the Distance,2015.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem