These are the Things I Ponder

When grouse and quail have gone to roost

and dark seeps through my space

the thoughts my "busy" hold in check

moonbeam across my face.

Have I embraced my inner star

or have I been too proud

to give the world a fraction of

the gifts I've been allowed.

Have I done enough to serve mankind?

Have I respected Mother Earth?

Have I squandered the speck of time I have

since the miracle of birth?

Will I leave a trace of smile upon

the faces that I love?

Will God decide I'm worthy

to join my friends above

this grace-filled swirling marble,

this agate tilt-a-whirl

adored for all the wanderings of

this small-town dreamer girl.

© 2025 Linda Rittenhouse