Thursday, February 26, 2009

half dressed sitting

somehow ending up half dressed sitting 
on the kitchen floor 
nursing you, 
i am presented with the opportunity 
to savour 
the sunshine that falls on my legs.

the chores of the day must 
fall away 
as your immediate need 
pins me down 
to the moment.

with a coffeed mind and arm out of reach to skip it,
a melancholy song has me weeping,
that someday soon your skin so soft sometimes i can't feel it
will wrinkle.

the day was booked before i even woke up
but now 
i have been presented with the opportunity 
to sit silent 
and listen to your breaths,
to allow the warm laundry to go unfolded
for the moment.  


Randi Skaggs said...

Tears, mama. You brought me to tears. Beautiful!

woo said...

I miss you!