Cherry tomatoes gone wild
Phone conversations with sun beating hot
Intimate hugs and awkward goodbyes
Snow and salt mixed into mud
Red door turned into pinkish
Grandparents barely crawling up
Moms sharing gossip
Can Benny play
“Close the door it’s hot”
Slam Slam Slam
Mom standing by with a knife
Girls locked out by mischievous brother
I’m so glad when Daddy comes home
Family together again.
*this is a poem about my old house
2 comments:
I love all of your posts lately Mary. Your eyes post and this poem are really cool. Also, I love Dr. Pepper, although I don't have it often because of the money and because water's so much better for me. Just reading that post made me thirsty for it, though.
I hope Rexburg's treating you well!
You warm my heart with your thoughts. Love, lots of it.
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