Friday, January 31, 2014

Morning Sounds

The girls humming as they eat, their metal spoons clinking the lips of the ceramic bowls.
My beloved's compact footfalls, staccato on the linoleum, efficiently completing preparations.
Bubbling and angry hissing as the coffee pot protests the cold start to the day.
Our baby boy's even breathing as he nurses, and I nuzzle his tiny, precious fist.
A silent prayer, thanking God for these blessings.
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