The house settles back to its familiar self,
washer chugging, dryer spinning,
stillness pervades,
calmness returns.
Lying in bed remembering sounds of Ipads,
lab’s silky brow,
puppy licks, warmth,
grandsons, grand dogs,
Signed baseballs, shirts from Squirrels’ and Nationals’ games.
Missing chaos,
grateful for peace
at the same time.
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Author: BHW
I am an octogenarian, mother, grandmother, wife, sister, friend, voracious reader, and amateur poet. I am dedicated to keeping both my mind and body active through yoga and tai chi, walks with my dog, rich discussion with my book club and 80+ groups, and numerous other activities. I have a deep curiosity about the world and its inhabitants.
August 9, 2014 at 3:26 pm
So true! Love the visit and love the following calm.
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