By Eve Lyons
I look forward
to the sun setting
on Friday afternoons
A chance to put the week behind me
whether it's been
a week of success
a week of failure
or somewhere in between.
I look forward
to spending quality time
with my beloved,
and sometimes
with our other beloveds,
this community
I have tried to create.
I look forward,
while trying not to look backward.
Second-guessing myself
is what I do best.
I look forward
trying to find
trying to create
Sabbath peace.
Previously published in New Vilna Review, February 22, 2011
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