Nothing says, “I love you” quite
Like messy floor, or catching sight
Of rolling boys engaged in fight
Or blankets left on heated lights
Or questions asked whene’er I write
Or brothers dropped from dang’rous height
Right after showing bruise and bite
When #4 showed tooth and might
When #1 gave him a fright…
But mostly it’s the day’s highlight
When, tired and sore, I sneak at night
And find them sleeping
…By midnight.
Photo Credit:
Annie Spratt
©2019 Chelsea Owens
❤️
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