Saturday, February 19, 2011

I Am Home

My day starts with a rush

clothes

kissing awake little sleepy faces

oatmeal

the sun shines its urgency

the van

the school

kiss those little faces once again

the day

the sun following me just over my shoulder

a solar stalker
watching my day

it ends

and I am home

tummy loving sounds of pencils scratching across paper

comforting smell of bubble baths and

chicken cooking

relaxed sulky children

relaxed hub
relaxed me

I am home.