I'm wrapping a present
red paper,
shiny ribbon,
for Mr. Nick's 12th birthday.
In 45 minutes my brood will be home
and there won't be silence or rest
until Monday morning.
This makes me happy.
My husband is sending me
flirtatious texts
like we're 17 year olds.
He makes me blush.
The birds are chirping
building nests in our trees,
the warm sun is tempered
by a soft spring breeze.
It moves thru a newly dusted house
that will stay clean
for one more hour.
I could live in this moment
forever.
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