A Happy Night
I'll write of happiness tonight
with a heart warmed by poetry and family,
my love near me…my blessings.
I find pleasure in little things -
drumming pencils in small hands, playful
clouds, the scent of baby lotion, rhythms
of rain showers, shades of blue
in a sky dressed in afternoon,
a gentle touch of his rough hand,
a loving look from eyes that understand…
to end my day in simplicity
with hugs goodnight, a cup of tea,
words read by soft white of lamp light,
sweet little boy kisses and sleepy faces,
the contentment of lasting love – you and I.
A smile relaxes on my lips
as time stands still with my thoughts,
the everyday comforts I take for granted,
like cotton socks on my feet
that leave behind soft pieces of lint
and sips of hot tea that soothe
me to my soul…
I hear the tender breath of night,
majestic sounds of silence and life…
the very pulse of creation
outside my window. I’m called out by the wink
of a meddling breeze to taste zest of midnight, drink
in starlight, play in moonlight;
rest in the knowledge of tomorrow’s possibilities
and those happy thoughts that bring a smile…
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015
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