Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Sunday, May 21, 2017

Tiny hands awaiting greatness

you discovered your hands.
You joined them in a dance,
then let them fall to your sides
like leaves in a free fall.
You tug with eagerness
at your colorful toy.
You coo to it and to me.
Red, orange, green, polka dots, and stripes,
make your eyes light up.
Your lips purse together,
bubbles escape them.
I watch with delight,
as if for the first time
watching a miracle.
You choreograph with your fingers
a dance of discovery and beauty.

Sunday, May 7, 2017

What if I forget?

The city I was born in,
my mother's maiden name,
the street I lived on.
answers that do not warrant
black and white,
nice and easy.
But what if I forget
one day,
my first pet's name,
my high school boyfriend,
finding the love of my life.
What if it slips away,
like an oar in the river,
like water through my fingers,
like all the yesterdays
built by moments of you and I.
Holding hands,
speaking with our loud voices
at the spark of anger,
dancing in the kitchen,
our laughter echoes in our home.
side by side at dawn,
our feet tangled 
in a mess of love,
what if I forget?