Day 331 Dance
Daily Note
Each day, a picture, a poem.
Today, the walk in a grey day brought is close to a herd of deer grazing in the neighbor’s yard, scattering only a bit when we walked up the street.
Here’s one of the young ones, so close to us.
But the poem today was written because of the words on the side of our house in our wild garden. I felt this way today because I read in Time about the fight for our democracy by those on many sides of our political spectrum; they fought to keep our election and its results fair.
The handshake between business and labor was just one component of a vast, cross-partisan campaign to protect the election–an extraordinary shadow effort dedicated not to winning the vote but to ensuring it would be free and fair, credible and uncorrupted.
BY MOLLY BALL FEBRUARY 4, 2021 5:40 AM EST, TIME
I could dance in the streets, and I can now imagine we can continue to save our democracy. There is hope.
I know– all of that is not in the small poem– but now you know the backstory.
Dance
Small moments of joy,
remembered, inspire us to
[imagine, hope, dance]
Sheri Edwards
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Poetry / Photography
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Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart
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