Monday, February 25, 2013

Poem on a snowy afternoon

Baby's breath
Snowy steps
Winters magic...settling in
Wet apron, hair is coming undone
The stomp of small boots
Heavy silence of falling snow
Red cheeks and dry dishpan hands
Cup of tea, knit a few rows
Baby sleep smiles and dreamy coos
Tired and full - happy, content
Life where I want it in this moment

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