At the Window

Give me hunger

O you Gods who sit and give

The world its orders.

Give me hunger, pain and want,

Shut me out with shame and failure

From your doors of gold and fame,

Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger!

But

Leave me a little love,

A voice to speak to me in the day end,

A hand to touch me in the dark room

Breaking the long loneliness.

In the dusk of day-shapes

Blurring the sunset,

One little wandering, western star

Thrust out from the changing shores of shadow.

Let me go to the window,

Watch where the day-shapes of dusk

and wait.

And know the coming

Of a little love.

~Carl Sandburg~

***

A perfect weekend we had.

Enjoying each moment as it presented itself to us.

Smile, breathe.

***

Larry found our old home movies.

We sat for hours, mesmerized, watching them.

Our first dog.

The apartment we lived in when we were just married.

The home that we bought in Memphis.

Mother

Dad

Bringing babies home from the hospital.

Being friends with my sisters.

Our new home in Texas

The girls on the first day of school

Christmases past

Love, smiles,moments

***

What unexpected treats

to see moments past

moments of the heart.

***

I shall vote early

today.

Love you,

me