Peace

Harriett declared this year would be her year. Her year for peace. She pursues that which she desires. And finds it, within her own four walls.





Red chair
Curly hair
Frozen, broken pizza fare
No worries
No Hurries
No Fear
Just Ice cold-lime beer
Cars slow down
She hears the sound
Doesn't come unwound
Channel flippin
House slippers slippin
Pins to pin to a board
Looks and sighs..."Oh my Lord!"
This is peace!