As I lay down to sleep
to night, memories
of this day swirl around
my head; First, my husband
greeting me with a good
morning hug, then outside
to split some wood, while
I make pancakes on an electric
grill, the two of us eating
our fill,and discussing the
news of the world.
Our voices unheard
but to the two of us, our
concerns , and worries,
and hopes , and fears
no one will ever hear.
to night, memories
of this day swirl around
my head; First, my husband
greeting me with a good
morning hug, then outside
to split some wood, while
I make pancakes on an electric
grill, the two of us eating
our fill,and discussing the
news of the world.
Our voices unheard
but to the two of us, our
concerns , and worries,
and hopes , and fears
no one will ever hear.
God bless those private moments.
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