Blah
Up too early
No napping
Showered
No time for make up
No time for drying hair
Laughed taking my boys to school
Together laughs
Taking turns being funny laughs
The drive was too short this morning
I wanted to keep ‘em with me
Laughing
A bit longer
Now the car is silent
Missing them
And feeling blah
Blah
Blah
Blah
Will try to snap out of it
Soon
Until then
One more
Blah
in the moment
the power of touch
he touches me
gently
sweetly
lovingly
close enough
at bedtime
to share my pillow
hand in my hair
arms around me
sitting close
on the couch
hand in mine
as we walk outside
or listen
side by side
in church
wiping my tears
as they fall silently
sometimes
my youngest son
what a good man
he will grow to be
loving
thoughtful
insightful
a poet himself
who knows already
how to
heal a hurting heart
soothe frazzled nerves
and show love
with small touches
that mean the world
in the moment
and in the memories
simply using
the power of touch
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