I am blessed with a very beautiful and talented wife. Recently the Fetching Mrs. GotDesign wrote some peotry by which I am completely bespelled. I love this so much, I though I'd post it for everyone to enjoy.


Little Girl Swinging

Sometimes,
If you look deep into the iris of the woman’s eye,
You will see a tiny girl swinging.

She is laughing, sailing above the limits imposed upon her
By adulthood, gravity, and seats with squeaky chains.

She breathes in the eternal summer air,
While wisps of her blond hair flutter around her face
Like silent angels blessing her with their company.

Here, repose resides in a neighborhood park,
Where quaint kitchen sandboxes never run out of ingredients
And their delicacies never fail to feed every need.

Often, sticky situations with ice cream aren’t avoided.
Mama disappoints no one by bandaging knees
And adeptly easing smudges from t-shirts and little minds.

Girls travel to magical lands using monkey bars,
And return home in time for supper
Without being deterred from their unclaimed aspirations.

The woman smiles softly, savoring the moment
Before the child fades back into her suspended sanctuary of life.

Sometimes,
If you delve into the iris of this woman’s eye,
A tiny girl is beckoning.