Today, the time just flew away
From time of waking to right now
Almost ten pm, the wood stove flue
Wide open, because we woke to no heat
And the fuel delivery hours away still
I had a call I needed to make
And an old friend to see
But we made a warm fire before I left
And later figured out how to restart
The furnace after bleeding air from the lines
So now it’s late, and the kids are watching videos
And laughing together while I write this poem
About a day when time just kind of flew away
Into new opportunities, new learning,
New connection with an old friend
Warmth and laughter and coziness
And thankfully, no one here has the flu.
This jot is part of Just Jot It January, where today’s prompt, “flew/flue/flu” is brought to us by M. Oniker. To learn more or join in, click the links!
Till next time!
Shan Jeniah's Lovely Chaos 
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