Tim Smith Poet Free verse

Just Me and You Again

The morning sun peeks in my window

as I feel a tug at my feet

how could I not smile

at that little sheepish grin

Easter morn has arrived

He is risen

and so shall I

Pitter-patter across the worn pine floor

giggles, shrieks and laughter fill my home

searching for the hidden coloured eggs

my joyous children roam.

Such a special day.

Dressed in our new spring best

we show our love for Him

celebrating with close friends and family

indulging in delectable candies and cakes

a family game of whiffle ball,

pushing my little one on the swings

 enjoying each others company

 basking in the freshness of the great outdoors

The skies begin to darken

the stars start to shine

our day has come to an end.

After all the hugs are given

the I love you's spoken

  kisses blown, good byes said

I climb up high into my cold brass bed

and reflect upon this glorious day 

 again it's just me and You

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Anne-Lise Andresen April 5, 2015 at 2:58 PM - Tim, lovely from a warm heart !!! - Enjoy the rest of Easter :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Len Gasun April 5, 2015 at 12:21 PM A fun day to always remember with our dear loved ones! Such a great and joyous write this is my dear friend,Tim. Thank you so much for sharing! Happy Easter to you and your family! love lots and big hugs, Leonora

Nette Onclaud April 5, 2015 at 2:57 AM pleasant moments with joyous images of easter celebration, tim... have a happy one!

Njeri Hunjeri April 4, 2015 at 5:06 PM Happy moments, happy family, happy Easter!

Jack Ellison April 4, 2015 at 9:11 AM Oh for those fun days... I miss them so!!!

Eileen Manassian April 4, 2015 at 12:15 AM Beautiful day well spent with loved ones....Happy Easter, Tim.

Arthur Vaso April 3, 2015 at 8:39 PM I bought Timmy and Maya Chocolates and eggs last week, and sadly I ate every single one of them! I had to rush out today and buy replacement chocolates for them for tomorrow!!!! LOL Tim Smith April 3, 2015 at 8:42 PM Lol...my kids hide their candy from me : )

Arthur Vaso April 3, 2015 at 8:33 PM Blessed to have children and you are one great Dad! Cheers Tim Smith April 3, 2015 at 8:37 PM Thanks Arthur...they do keep me happy

Maurice Yvonne April 3, 2015 at 6:31 PM What Becca said pretty well sums it up. You described the perfect day...may I add in a perfect way! Tim Smith April 3, 2015 at 7:44 PM Thank you my good friend...hope all is well

Charmaine Chircop April 3, 2015 at 4:41 PM The joy of children ,the sharing of holidays,the Easter of blessing,then again the ache of absence,the goodbyes,the cold brSs bed..But Everyone can rise on the cross of his her life ..Yes with Jesus We rise..and with warmth of the heart ,that cold brass bed turns cosy again,with sweet dreams of a day well spent.A day of kids laughter and health.Heart moving. Tim Smith April 3, 2015 at 4:54 PM Thanks Charma for your caring heart...yes we can rise with Jesus...I hope the bed will become cosy once more...hugs Tim

Sandip Goswami April 3, 2015 at 4:00 PM Simple and very nice. You have written with love. God bless you dear. Tim Smith April 3, 2015 at 4:50 PM Thank you Sandip....bless you as well

Jan Allison April 3, 2015 at 2:39 PM such delightful imagery Tim - no idea what whiffle ball is - sounds like it's fun:-) Hugs Jan xx 7 xx Tim Smith April 3, 2015 at 2:44 PM Thanks Jan...whiffle ball is baseball played with a plastic ball..no mitts are needed and all ages play...hugs Tim