Childhood

My hand in the river

of ice cold water

charges me even as the sun

weaves its warm and dreamy spell.

Cool pebbles bounce in the stream

and I am taken with them,

down, down, down,

and back up again.

Two smiles play on my lips—

contentment and mischief;

and I am sure that, today,

I don’t need more than this.

© 2012 Jennifer Wagner

One year ago today I began this blog and to commemorate I am reposting my very first post.  Thank you to all of you who have visited, read my work, and commented so thoughtfully over this past year.  It has been my pleasure to have been able to cross paths with you and I am looking forward to many more crossings! 

Also, my heart goes out to the people of Oklahoma suffering in the aftermath of yesterday’s devastating tornado.  May recovery be quick.  My thoughts and prayers are with you.  ~ Jen

Linking to dVerse, a most excellent place for poets to connect.