Three has been an important number for me.
I was one of three sisters.
Trinity has been one of the themes in my life, from church to a high school friend to the name of my younger daughter.
There are lots of sayings about events – good or bad – happening in threes.
“The third time’s the charm.”
This afternoon, on the third day since the events of the stream of consciousness post I wrote this morning, I read this call for submissions from Silver Birch Press, making it the third instance of dealing with the meaning of names in as many days.
I have to write a poem for this. It was meant to be.
I’ve already been through several drafts in my head and two written ones. I think I will be bringing it to my poetry group this week rather than what I had planned to bring so that I can have it in shape to submit.
Here’s hoping that this poem will be a good-thing-that-comes-in-threes…