Peace
My Husband Is Preparing Our picnic.
Filling The Oversized Wicker Basket With Blankets And Fresh Fruit .
I Smell Coffee
I Hear Laughter
I See Smiling Children
I Feel Happy
The Sun Peaks From Behind The Picture-Perfect gleaming white clouds
Clear And Crisp And Still Is The Sky.
The Weather is illuminating Warm On My Skin, Yet Moments Between Is a Softening Breeze, so Fresh as I Contently Inhale
A Completed Schedule,
An Empty Diary, Our Calendar Blank, and No Reason to Leave
Fuzzy Minds Set Free,
Thoughts clear
Not a single person or somebody else to please
Inner Peace
A day I often dream about, stars I have every night upon wished, for us to simply be together and sit beside the most beautiful seaside
as a family.
As your wife.
As their mother
As a person whose life in that moment felt fulfilled
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