Reading through my diary last night I came across this, written Tuesday 16 March 2010 - I think I must have been feeling quite poetic that day!
A beautiful ordinary day.
A little love, a little hate,
a little annoyance, a little thankfulness,
a little work, a little play.
A little chance of another day.
A little me, a little he.
A little grace.
I've just remembered I promised no more poems for a bit! But I didn't write it as a poem - it just sounded like one when I re-read it.... Sorry!
I hope 2011 is getting off to a good start for you....