Computers Don't Need White Out and Other Blessings

There is no end to life’s hardships.  Sons come by night and by dawn’s darkness are off onto the highway.  Parents are terminal with all manner of oldness.  Dogs pace the floor afraid they will be left and daughters lay sleeping in foreign places.  Things that keep my heart restful; the fire burns warmly in its place, the stars were there when I looked out and the earth is racing to warm itself by the sun.  The coffee trees keep growing beans, Nehemiah is rebuilding the wall, computers don’t need white out and my lover, while dozing now, is as beautiful as the day we wed.