CarrollBlog 10.6

Lessons

by Pat Schneider

I have learned

that life goes on,

or doesn't.

That days are measured out

in tiny increments

as a woman in a kitchen

measures teaspoons

of cinnamon, vanilla,

or half a cup of sugar

into a bowl.

I have learned

that moments are as precious as nutmeg,

and it has occurred to me

that busy interruptions

are like tiny grain moths,

or mice.

They nibble, pee, and poop,

or make their little worms and webs

until you have to throw out the good stuff

with the bad.

It took two deaths

and coming close myself

for me to learn

that there is not an infinite supply

of good things in the pantry.