I love the stillness, the quiet, the serenity during this afternoon alone..
Verily,the calm spirit of wonder are brought forth and is incredibly known...
Just the sounds of the creeks and groans of the house as it breaths..
The clicking of the furnace turning off and on to chase away the freeze..
The dogs at rest, yet jerking involuntarily while they dream..
Dreaming of chasing summer butterflies and birds to the maximum extreme..
Yes, after years of busyness, craziness and running to and fro..
Years I thought would never end,
With children in tow...
A new chapter of my life sits waiting, begging to be written ..
Still I stare at its empty pages,
unsure, weary to commit..
The quiet loneliness is bearing down and is taking its toll...
Still I love this quiet house and I cherish
its memories they hold..
Written on a quiet Friday
afternoon by
Patsy McNutt Morgan
02/08/13
No comments:
Post a Comment