Saturday, August 8, 2015

1380 INTRO TO MY INEXPERIENCED ADVENTURES INTO PARENTING Part 14

1967
Upon awakening on this second day of
Freedom from routine, which proves to be
Uncommon for us both but
Most especially for Will, we can be seen
Stretching luxuriously in bed before
My curiosity rises up to lift
The window shade and look outside to find that
While we'd slept soundly through the night
The blizzard had finally died down, suggesting
That if we choose to adventure on foot
Through snow drifts, which climb thigh high
We can make our way to the grocery store, which
Is situated on a busy (but empty, today, of traffic)
Thoroughfare, one block north of
Our large, three story, red brick apartment complex
And though that's the very same walk, which had
Caused me to battle the elements, the day before last ...
This morning, my heart floods with happiness, because
I'm anticipating the start of another joyful day of
Full-on interconnectedness with well-rested Will, and
As that thought makes my spirit soar with delight, I
Can't help but bounce back to our bed, pounce
On old lazy bones and tease my husband till
He, laughingly, agrees to
Roll himself out of our warm, cozy bed, at which time
I scamper off to shower and dress, warmly, thus
Sensibly, rather than fashionably, before
Knocking on Jack and Jill's front door to ask if
After breakfast, they'd like to venture out to
The supermarket with Will and me, and
As my exuberance offers my new friends
Reason to catch onto the contagious nature
Of my high flying attitude, they agree that my plan
Sounds like fun, and as everyone and everything
Feels warm, cozy and good naturedly connected within
Our little corner of the world, my pleasure center
Offers Jack and Jill a cheek-splitting grin, which
Shines bright as a sunbeam straight from
The epicenter of my heart for this reason:
On that blessed day, the abundance of love that
I've grown accustomed to offer happily, freely and openly
Boomerangs just as happily, freely and openly
Right back at me, and no gift proves as
Precious, priceless and treasured as does
The dance of love, flowing so gaily, back and forth, as
To be deeply and completely absorbed, melting
Ghost-like insecurities, away ... if only for today ...

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