Right now ...
I am at a loss for words.
My fingers are empty.
The white page taunts me and I return the blank stare.
And then I was reminded to just write.
Write now ...
The sun radiates the bright blue sky without a cloud in sight.
The warm breeze sending leaves dancing and cotton puffs floating.
The house is peacefully quiet, except the tick-tock tick-tock of the clock,
a lawn mower in the far distance cutting healthy green blades of grass,
And the girls voices traveling down the hall from their upstairs bathroom
together creating special art with their hair.
Simplicities of life.
in every moment.
That's how you