Monday, June 17, 2013

More and more, it seems

Some of the best had.

Years of friendship and a special love that was rare.
The amount of care mixed with caution to dare.

Now is pushed aside, blocked out from knowing,
slowing the hope that resides.

It has and does ache, but is moving to memory,
to look upon fondly,
however indelibly.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

The joy of children

makes me feel like a kid.

I get this feeling of energy and excitement bubbling from within-
like the only reasonable thing to do in that moment is to join in
and keep that kid laughing!

I want to run around and kick my feet,
I want to shout gleefully about nothing at all,
I want to make a mess and not care,
I want cuddle with all the innocence of the world.

Giggles of delight are a sweet melody to my ears.
Bring on the chilluns.