The picture expanded to fill my screen,
Then came this heavenly scene:
The sleepy-eyed-beauty of a mother,
A babe cradled in lap wishing to be with no other.
Five daughters surrounding this woman,
No physical boundaries, as though not even human.
Their bed as a backdrop and throne--
Billowing bodily halos in a cloudy white tone.
Sharing words, drizzled with giggles.
Constant motion only to be described as wriggling wiggles.
I silently honored my sister--
Respect and awe to her and her mister.
Five beautiful girls.
Five shining sweet girls.
No wonder,
With she as their mother.
3 comments:
Thank you, Ann! You have a knack for writing. I'm glad I can enjoy it more often.
Beautiful girls.
Beautiful words.
Beautiful photo.
Beautiful women.
Beautiful tribute.
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