Musings & Threads. Hallelujah and Amen.

Musings & Threads. Hallelujah and Amen.

Hallelujah and Amen. By Lynda Bernard.

O Tucson, dear Tucson. Where the sun shines more than 350 days a year. 
And cold is more like cool, and lasts for days, not months. 
Where people smile.  And ask “how are you?” And mean it.
O Tucson, where the humidity is low, and my hair is happy. 
And where grey isn’t the predominant color of the day.
And casual takes on a whole new meaning - as in what you wear is a big “whatever.”
 
I woke up this morning to yet another dark and dreary day.
It might be the 7th in a row.
I sit in front of a light lamp every day, to help chase away the blues and the blacks.
Tucson, O Tucson. Where the colors are a different hue.
 
Lizards dart along the floors. Cactus blossom the most extraordinary flowers.
And outdoors is a way of life, not just a word.
Where the sun soaks my bones with warmth and chases away the creaks.
And where I can buy a bottle of wine in the grocery store.
 
Tucson, dear Tucson, where I’m heading on a jet plane, on Tuesday.
Hallelujah and Amen.

 

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