Screen Door
Nails, tools, drill and bits on a warm spring day in May. Watching closely to hear you
say….”Pass me a Phillips” or some tool I know nothing about. As you fix my screen
door without no doubt.
Smiling and sparkling with sweat on your face.
As you wonder if everything will fit into place.
“Looks good from here”, I say to myself. “Next he needs to fix my wobbling shelf.”
Needless to say it took more than a day to fix that stubborn door.
Maybe because we both just wanted more…. time to explore the endless
possibilities of that open screen door.
And here we are now years later,
Screen door finally repaired and holding strong. But you still get to use your nails,
tools, drill and bits All Year Long.
Our Kids now make sure you feel like you belong.
Love You Dear
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