I miss lavender
It attracted the bees and reminded me of home
When home was half a world away and beyond the realms of reality.
I miss home still, not a place or sense of belonging
But the physical space that keeps us safe from the rest of the world
The place where it is okay to be nothing to nobody in a non-descript kind of way.
I miss being valued and making a contribution that is deemed worthwhile
Beyond the futile measures of a financially strapped world or work.
Where experience, age and wisdom lies currently forgotten alongside dandelion dreams on the kerbside of parsimony.
I miss the bright star of hope and the sense of celestial justice
That came from the certainty that there was some unwritten moral code
Whereby staunch steadfast endeavour would be rewarded with reciprocal remuneration.
I miss being able to do what I do best
Taking my place in the workforce
Having my tools at my desk to bring the world alive for the future generations.
©Alison Jean Hankinson
This is for Day 28 Napowrimo
Strong lament. Significant things to be missing.
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Thank you Charley. X
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