Speechless

I have nothing to say tonight
my words quiet as a farm horse.
It’s been a full day.
Ancient Greece, pink floral
apron, bread rising in a
sunny window, yarn doll,
picnic on the grass with my
babies, ballet lessons, bean
soup from scratch, a single hug
from Hugh, twenty girl craft party,
an a-ha that what I most desire
I already have.

Goodnight.

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