My husband told me to write a sonnet

Sabbatical Sonnet

You must do the one thing that you think you

cannot do, Eleanor Roosevelt tells me. With all

the things due, it’s true, I do not think I can do

all the things I have yet to do. If you think

you can or think you can’t, you’re right. Says who?

Maybe Henry Ford, who wanted to do to

us before we did to him. Maybe it’s true

that thinking is key, that we do as we believe

or we believe as we do. There is only do,

there is no try, another sage says. Try as I do

I accomplish very little with much to do.

Sometimes I sit. I often admire the view.  

Piles shift in space rather than disappear.

I’m on sabbatical. Good thing I have a year.