To capture a moment in time by the tale,
You must stop and look and listen and hear.
Two kids on a towel, in the shade, on a hill,
A shelter of oak tree from the rain we peer.
One little girl joy, searching for bugs,
Together between my legs they remain,
From under a tree during this sweet summer rain.
Wraps our trio in a golden moment complete.
Squeals and laughter, giggles galore,
I'd sit on this towel forever--ne'er asking for more.
From pilfering these moments, sifting them like sand.
I could dream no sweeter dream than time standing still,
For one boy love, one girl joy, and one pondering mother...full to the brim.
--Jennifer Durham, July 28, 2010
#45 sun-shining, summer showers
#46 living on a culdesac
#47 a little girl who finds enchantment and excitement in all the world around her
#48 a little boy content to climb, and pull, and love on his Mama
#49 an oak tree to provide perfect shade and shelter
#50 a husband who keeps a beautiful yard full of green grass
#51 the gift to capture these moments in words