Tuesday, October 1, 2002

At Home

 

Take all the pleasures of this world

The flashy cars and latest styles

Front-row parking and youth-filled vials.

For me?

Give me the flash of her smile.


Take all the peaceful moments in a day

A luxurious bubble bath

A shady chair and Grapes of Wrath

For me?

Give me the pitch of her laugh.


With all that life can promise me

In success out my front door

Today I'll take the joy and motherly pride in store

At home. 


[2002]

P.S. I love you

She dared not open her lips to speak. Her mouth was already full of his name.