Sabbatical

My Cherished Reader:

It is sabbatical time for me.  After seven years of steadily churning out blogs for my six blog sites it is time for me to step away.  There will be no new posts for the next ten weeks.  I will resume with some fresh insights and thoughts after Labor Day.

Thank you for your consistent support of this blog.  I cherish your interest, your readership and your comments. 

My back-list is still available and I encourage you to continue to dip into that as often as you wish.

I will post an occasional oldie-but-goodie from time to time on social media sites, but mostly this is a regathering time for me.

See you in September.

P Michael Biggs

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Time

© 2016 by P Michael Biggs

I want to write a poem about time

Being in the moment is the best use of time

We stop the rush, we pause to climb

An available oak tree, or talk at bedtime

Life in the moment, so precious, so sublime

Those moments rush past, and we catch them sometime

On our best days, in rain or in shine

We capture those moments, and they become prime

Time is elusive, it can turn on a dime

One moment we’re aware, and then it’s past time

We miss some good moments, they can happen anytime

The best conversations happen at dinnertime

Perhaps it is time to end this rhyme

I heard the clock, it made a chime

In season and out, we measure our time

Small moments scoot by, rare jewels made of time