I’m driving along the highway recalling a tune my sister Debbie used to sing (deceased December 19, 1997). I believe it’s called Early One Morning. She had such a grand yet soft, melodious quiver to her singing voice. So gently, so like my little sister. Sweet!
Lyrics – click the O to hear the melody. O
Early one morning before the sun had risen,
I had a bluebird in the fields gayly sing (she sang…I heard a bluebird in the fields so gayly singing)
South winds are blowing, Green grass is growing.
Welcome to herald the merry spring. (she sang-we have come to tell you of an early spring)
I don’t even recall this second verse, however it does seem sweet too!
One autumn afternoon just as the sun was setting,
I heard a bluebird on a tree pipe a song.
Farewell, we’re going, Cold winds are blowing.
But we’ll be back when the days grow long.
While humming the tune above, I noted cars scurrying here and there and began thinking about their possible hurried thoughts this morn.
Did I make the bed?
Did I latch/lock the door?
Do I have cash for lunch?
Did Edmond do his homework and what about Della, did she finish hers?
Did Amelia finish her science homework?
Did I set the house alarm?
Did I feed the cat and does he have water in his bowl?
Did I shut the garage door? Maybe I should drive back to check.
Often times I do a quick scan of the clothes I have on and then question if I have on house slippers (because my shoes are so comfy) to note I am not wearing my slippers!
Then I begin thinking, maybe I need to buy another pair of these comfy shoes. Sure, I’ll add that to my shopping list.
I think….think….think as I drive….many thoughts, as most probably do….such as:
I’ll be on time to my appointment this afternoon. Nope, there’s that school bus up ahead letting out a group of kids, so I sit a few minutes tapping my fingers.
I have to watch my windshield behind this truck, so I move. Last year the windshield costs me $327, don’t want to pay that again so I’ll be careful not to drive behind construction trucks.
I have to pay the bills tonight, don’t want any late fees!
As I lay my weary head on my soft clean pillow and snuggle into the bed, I thank all that is and off to dreamland….
Oh, the house, so beautiful, my sanctuary….I did all that time allowed for today….I’ll deal with missed items tomorrow.
After all tomorrow is another day.….