Into My World
I want to see you pull up
just as the sun has fallen behind the hill.
In that surreal moment that joins day to night.
I sit barefoot on the porch, a mom,
reveling in the peace of day’s end and the closeness
it brings.
You come to me.
Your walk is a sigh, stepping yet floating, accompanied
by an innocent smile and radiant eyes belonging
only to me. Born because of me.
You come to share my step, our step. A gesture so simple, so full of magic.
There we sit, talking and laughing, as sounds of the neighborhood surround.
Sounds of my home. You are glad to know them.
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