My Best Day

I gave a writing prompt to a few students yesterday—describe your best day ever (real or hypothetical). Here’s my response in poetry:

100_4209 cropOn my best day, the sun shines
But it’s not too hot.
I get up before dawn
And the air is soft
The moon full
Sinking gently to the mountains.
I am outdoors all day
With people I love
Or alone.

On my best day, I sweat
And get my hands dirty.
I see endangered wildlife
And pick tomatoes.
I stay out late to watch
Orion rise
And see the aurora australis.

My best day stretches into night
And I sleep
Without dreams.