Waking up to Saturday.
Sap already boiling and bubbling from the collection
yesterday,
Reducing to thick golden maple syrup.
Sticky and sweet, it pours like amber rain.
Most of the day is drawn long and is occupied by unscheduled
time, during which we play and eat and sleep in until we hunger for a social
connection.
Going to sleep on Saturday, sap already boiled, reduced to
thick golden maple syrup.
Poured like amber rain.
Most of the day drawing to a close, and it closes, all of us
asleep,
Ready for the adventure of Sunday.
by Helen
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