Ordinary Moments

By Frances Ayers Last updated Jan 2, 2022

Longing for a quiet time to return
When simple pleasures reigned supreme
A hectic pace, now somehow burns
My candle at both ends, but how I dream

Of special days that brought pleasure
Having time to stroll to favorite places
Hours that were free, I failed to measure
With time elapsed, missing familiar faces

I often envy nature, and how things are ordered
Everything has a purpose and a time to shine
So often we find our lives are disordered
Needing to prioritize, before we fall behind.

Poem

Frances Ayers

I am a poet who started writing in her forties.I have been published in three facebook anthologies and in online magazines.Some of my poems have been two star finalists on voices.net,and I came in third place in the May 2010 poetry contest.I have created a number of online poetry groups,two of which are on facebook.I also hope to publish a book of short stories some day.I previously worked as a Social Worker with abused and neglected children and their families.

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