The Skyward Stair

The Skyward Stair

I’ve walked away from day-off guilt, or shame

and toiling colleagues, for the skyward stair.

My former life became so old and tame –

I’ve left it all behind me, way down there.

It’s party time, with sparkling end to tort!

I beg your pardon, someone's very dense!

I photoshopped the fireworks? Take a break!

The stairs lead upward to an iron fence?

I cannot even jump into the lake?

Well, no, it's frozen; what a silly thought!

Anne Emerson, Reston, Virginia

January 2015, revised January 2022

The Skyward Stair