In the fog of my days, the cleaning up of many, many messes, feeding the insatiable hunger of washing machine, endlessly scrubbing toilets, bathroom floors, the cleaning of kitchen only to cook again, the juggling of a firefighter's salary, the van, the everyday issues, the longing for a husband that is continually away working......lie the moments of life....
long meaningful eye contact between two lovers, blue eyes that smile at me...speaking a million words with just one glance, best friends...lives woven together by past and present, loving eyes devouring the body before him, the Jr Mints in the bottom of the sack, the caffeine free coke sitting in the frig, the Frappachino in his right hand when he comes home, the messages that say simply "I love you. I want you. I need you", the quietly spoken thank you's for all that I do, the thousand ways he loves me....
little hands
dirt under fingernails
bouquets of desert flowers
paintings on frig
sloppy kisses by little boys
explosive little ponytail bobbing as she runs
barefeet
tiny handprints on windows
sunlight in her hair
the way he laughs
porch swings
old people in rocking chairs
wind in the trees
rain drops in their hair
steaming coffee
oatmeal
pumpkin
100 fingernails and toenails to trim
baby smiles
baby tears
wisps of hair
cars in bed sheets
army men in dish water
purring cats
barking dogs
red hair
tiny bald head
clean cut boys
long haired girls
marbles in my coffee
children's laughter through open windows
......moments.....
........my one thousand gifts......
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1 comments:
You had me doing the math on the 100 finger nails to trim....
I did math...holy moly
:-)
Marie
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