Saturday, January 14, 2012

Sunday Scribblings: Tribe

My Tribe

Kylie is in the guest room
with Danielle
playing a game,
their voices
like Christmas bells
ringing in my heart.

My husband and son
are sitting on the porch
talking about boats,
watching the water
in the canal
float by.

My daughter is not here
but back in NH
working,
making a safe
life for her
daughter

I'm in the kitchen
chopping onions,
red bell peppers,
and celery
for macaroni salad
humming a soft tune.

7 comments:

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Tribal bliss!

oldegg said...

The closeness and love in the family...beautiful.

keiths ramblings said...

Utter contentment. How I envy you!

jaerose said...

There is so much comfort in this toasty piece..maybe we can all sing a hum of contentment when we are surrounded by people who love us and know us..Jae

zongrik said...

nice to read about your close "tribe"

congregating tribes

Nita Jo said...

Such a nice view of a family life. Enjoyed the flow of your piece and the picture it created!

Archna Sharma said...

What a lovely piece. Truth and warmth and beauty. This sound resonates; I charish my 'tribe' just as well, enough to share them.

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