Saturday Yoga

In Portland on a Saturday, there’s time
to settle into longer yoga, for
there aren’t California kids to climb
on me with energy and love galore.
Away from home and every daily chore,
around my oldest (for the day unwired),
there’s leisure to enjoy positions more,
and re-deploy techniques to feel inspired.

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