I cherish these quiet mornings.
Before the kids wake up and everyone is asleep.
Nestled in their blankets warm
on a cold winters day.
I use to resist the urge
but came flying out of my bed
to tell my story.
Maybe I crawled between
the kids sprawled like a litter of kittens
more because I was lonely.
My dreams were lying again.
Waking up with no arms around me.
Without my friend to make me laugh
or share that drink.
I am here.
listening to the bubbling of the phishtank
and the humm of the coffee pot.
Keeping my vital essence caffeine
dripping at 200 degree’s perfect.
I will be ready for an iv in a few (just a tired moms joke)
Today is the day
I let love win
or let it in.
Can I just let it in?
Open the door to my dreams?
I open up to imbolic and refuse negativity in my home.
Light my prayer make my wish.
Like singing that same song over and over again.
It’s just a wish
to make my family happy and healthy at all cost.
(Usually me, my sanity and work effort)
Putting aside what I want for what is best.
Time will tell feels like the mountains win again