mmmkay... I was feeling particularly creative, so...

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"Napping on a spring evening"

We sit together on the porch, as the spring sun chases away the long winter.

I quietly sit and listen to her as she naps,
Her soft, rapid breathing is the very sound of contentment

She is warm and safe, snuggled against me
All is right as she snoozes in her Pooh cap.

It is a warm spring evening,
With a gentle breeze that smells of freshly mowed lawn
The kind that makes you wish you had a hammock.

I sit and think about my life - the ups and downs, the highs and lows.
How easy it would be to dwell in those lows;
To live in the what-ifs of yesterday…

But then I remember those glorious highs
The friends and moments that held me up
And made me whole when wholeness was needed most.

I look down at her; she sleeps the sleep of the innocent.
Sometimes she speaks meaningless syllables
Sometimes she peers up at me with a half-conscious barely open eye
But then she is back in slumber, whispering a contented sigh.

I think about my life again,
Those moments that define a person
The milestones along the path, the happiness and sadness
All of these now wait for her as she begins her path.

For a moment I envy her,
So small, so innocent,
The world is there for her to conquer
Each day a new discovery!

She mutters in her sleep,
Stirs for a moment, and then drifts back to peace.
I wonder if I ever slept so well,
I feel so old.

As we sit together the sun quietly sneaks away,
behind some trees at the end of the street
I sit and think about the things that were
And the things that are…
…And I smile.