Pinstripes on Denim...

Pinstripes on denim, soft brunette shoulder length hair.

In stark contrast, creamy luminous skin so fair.

Her voice, sweet, soft and melodious.
Unnoticed, I hope, I briefly gasp and in so doing become intoxicated by her fragrance which fills the air.

For a fraction of a second all the elements join me in a helpless stare.

Little do I know that all time and space now revolve around the young woman standing there.

I blinked and time lurched forward filled with joy and struggle and seven children to share.

I am speechless. I simply thank God for that woman in pinstripes on denim so rare.

Musical Beds...

I read to Joe. We said our prayers,

then I laid by him and his stuffed bears.

Once he slept, I went to comfort Noelle

and fell asleep there as well.

After some time I went to my own bed

and on my pillow laid my head.

Later, Joe cried out and to him I went on the run...

And so I finished the night where it had begun.