I have a big sweet puppy dog as a foot warmer.
We just came in from a thirty minute walk on a gray, rain spittin’ day.
There is another hour before it’s time to pick up the children from school.
I may rest my eyes for just a bit…
Or write, while the puppy is still, and my house is too…
Quiet, except for the ticking if the clock and tapping of the keys.
I am thankful for warm toes and this great big baby canine, napping at my feet.
clock
playin’ with fire
I’m playin’ with fire
dancin’ ever closer
stayin’ just out of reach
I’m playin’ with fire
turning back the clock
in my mind and heart
and remembering
I’m playin’ with fire
dredging up memories
best left buried deep
I’m playin’ with fire
hopin’ not to get burned
or burn another
I’m playin’ with fire
red, orange, yellow
bright blue glow
of the flame
as I stare
mesmerized
by what I see
I’m playin’ with fire
the danger attracts
I admit it
my rebellious side
isn’t quashed
yet
I’m playin’ with fire
drawn like a moth
to a flame
with memories
of you
OUCH!
Got too close
for just a moment
while I was
playin’ with fire
© 2011 Turquoise Tangles
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