October 12, 2021

To the writer, put this magnet on your refrigerator door:

refrigerator magnet

Walking out the door
Gently slowing its closing
I stand
Eyes closed.
Wind on my skin

Troubles glare from the other side of the window
I walk
Across dry leaves
That crinkle
Hear their laughter
We all fall down
And that’s okay.
It’s another way of being.
Mysteries are scary
The unknown
Remains dark
Until we begin.

Copyright © Nancy Bo Flood

Nancy Bo Flood

As a fish-brain surgeon or a rodeo poem wrangler, I have loved stories. I strongly believe that words – in poetry or prose – help heal our hearts and give us new eyes to see the world. I was first a research psychologist studying brain development at the University of Minnesota and London University before following my passion – writing for children. Learn more...