dawn’s morning light
heavy dew sparkling on fields made of glass
carrying my babies safe in the womb
a gentle caress from my husband’s sure hand
waiting for twilight to reveal its moon
swimming weightless in azure blue
watching my children grow strong into their own
sensing I love you deep down into the marrow of my bones
touching my daughter’s cheek, velvet soft
hearing my sons’ voices, their inner thoughts
playing with shadows that stretch beyond sight
feeling blessed when we say goodnight
**blushing** and you touch mine, Kim.
xx
J
M A G I C A L ! xx
Julie, you touch my heart.