finally pulled out paints for my boy
he'd been asking for days
mom's been too busy for a mess
...
left to write an inquiry
sent the message hoping
to find reciprocation in friendship
didn't get it
caught myself, once again
living in a dream world
felt dumb in forgetting
some relationships just won't pan out
...
came back to clean up the paints
praised my boy for his fine creative work
looked it over, ooh-ing and ahh-ing
saw a light in his face, a satisfaction
there it was.
right there.
validation I had been longing for, a reality
from the bluest (truest) eyes I've ever seen
love given and returned in a flash, small and sweet
whatever happens in the hours to follow
it is a good day
1 comment:
doesn't get better than that. :) xox
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