April is National Poetry Month, so I can’t help myself. Yes, it’s another post about dogs that isn’t really about dogs. Welcome to my world.

Leave It 

One of the first commands in dog training:
Come. Sit. Stay. Leave it.
Don’t get off track.
Don’t investigate it or nudge it
or taste it or tinker with it.

Leave it.

Can I leave it? No, I can’t.
I must circle it, watch it,
hold it in a freezing stare,
dare it to jump.

Leave it.

I must cajole it, entertain it,
dance around it, convince it to like me.

Leave it.

I must adjust it, improve it,
make my point louder,
make sure I’m understood.

Leave it.

If I don’t leave it,
I won’t get any further than where it sits.

There is such a thing as good enough.
There has to be because we are imperfect.
There are reasons, better reasons,
to put it down.
Log out.
Take a walk.
Look up.

It’s not going anywhere, but you are.

Leave it.

You can do it. So can I.
Let’s try together.
Now.
Leave it.

Copyright © 2018 Aimee Whetstine

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Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things.
Colossians 3:2 NIV

Feeling inspired? 50 Ways to Leave Your Lover by Paul Simon.

If you were to Leave it, whatever “It” is for you,
how would your life change?