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