Day 745: Ode to the simple things

Here's to the campfires,
the tickle fights,
to staying up too late,
to getting up too early,
to the end of the day,
to a fresh delivery of sand to a group of toddlers and pre-schoolers.

Here's to short love,
to freshly bloomed flowers,
to weeds, stubborn and strong,
to belief in the impossible,
to knowledge however unbelievable,
to sour cream on salsa or perogies or soft young hands, dipped right into the bowl.

Here's to you and you and you,
and to them,
and to me,
and to us,
and to ours,
and to our hair and skin and eyes and those long long nights that feel nothing but cold til the morning.



Link of the Day:
http://wildwomansisterhood.blogspot.nl/