Wednesday, May 6, 2015

5.5.15 I came home to find him outside, in the grass, on his back




I came home to find him outside in the grass, on his back, hanging out with our sweet neighbors and their baby, as the day came to a close. After the next door family went back inside and I put away dinner groceries, I went back out, and lay on my back in the cool damp grass by him, our sides touching. Silent. As the cloud formations streamed by, and jets, and groups of birds, their stark outlines black against the evening sky. We lay there and talked quietly, and everything was at rest and in love.

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