Our days are not safe harbors.
How we live our days
is essential–best to harbor
no resentments, no ill will.
Best, too, to unfurl and honor
true sentiment and will
our better selves. The destination
can be fine, the sojourn
enjoyable, but we learn more
from our passages. When
it is our time to pass,
we look back to shore
with no regrets.
Andrew Shattuck McBride
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“Our Days” was my August 5th poem for the postcard poetry project. I used an antique card view of “Washington State Ferry ‘Kaleetan‘ leaving Friday Harbor in the San Juan Islands.”
I mailed the postcard to Michelle of Moline, Illinois.
Blessings to Michelle and all, Andy
Andrew Shattuck McBride, Writer's Blog 
so very sad-sweet, succinct, and perfect for the postcard you chose.
Hi Tsena,
Thank you so much for your kind comments.
Blessings to you and yours, Andy
Well said, love it.
Hi Stephanie, thank you very much!
Blessings to you and yours, Andy
I sure like the wordplays (don’t I always)–but here they’re not just clever; they’re subtle, and poignant. Very nice.
Jennifer, thank you so much for your comments on “Our Days.”
You are very kind. I enjoy wordplay and the multiple meanings and uses of words in English!
Blessings to you and yours, Andy