I love my life.
I feel
sometimes
my enjoyment of it,
stretching
like a cat before the fire.
It is mingled pain
and pleasure –
the icy waves
cool a hot summer’s day;
the warmth of a room
on wintered face and hands.
The hurting times
and greyness
give small joys their brilliance.
Life is not dull.
Its richness is hidden
in the nooks
and crannies
of the ordinary.
— Christine Rigden