I fill the jug from the rain barrel
the jasmine cuttings are thirsty
I pour puddles into saucers under pots of green
And You pop out of the top of the watering can!
You perched on the rim watching me as I tilt and pour water from your throne
I was not expecting company ,
Welcome to the potting shed, thank you for joining me!
We walk the row of seedlings.
Then you leap…
Onto the head of the collie
Who wasn’t expecting You either!
Is not about the planned engagement you write in your appointment calendar
It is how you greet your day.