After a Long Day
After a long day
She softly touches her face
And knows what she will find.
The lemon hand soap
Does not wash away
The hint of garlic,
The scent of onion or oregano.
She has shared her comfort
And hopes it is enough.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
I write poetry too.
After a Long Day
After a long day
She softly touches her face
And knows what she will find.
The lemon hand soap
Does not wash away
The hint of garlic,
The scent of onion or oregano.
She has shared her comfort
And hopes it is enough.
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1 comment:
Beautiful and oh so true. What a unique and wonderful insight to the samll joys we have!! Thanks for sharing!! Jennifer
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