Today was perfect blue on white <br />(clear sky against great snowy peaks) . <br />There are paths we could have taken. <br /> <br />But we had some things to do <br />(gardening and repairs and paperwork) <br />and so we missed the loveliness <br />this cold, bright day had offered, <br />as if we'd won a kind of lottery <br />but thrown the ticket in a bin <br />or been too lazy to collect the prize. <br /> <br />It seems we still much to learn <br />about enjoying life, <br />and leaving work <br />in its rightful, humble place - <br />much lower down the order.<br /><br />Robert Melliard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-winter-prize/
