“When You Sigh….”

Come now.
Life is not so boring.

Come into my kitchen;
pour a glass of wine,
and stand near
(perhaps…) shoulder to shoulder
over a steamy sink of dishes; yes?

Or sit
nearby at the counter,
while leftovers get boxed and
the stovetop is wiped clean.

Share secret dreams,
put on Sinatra,
and invite me –
with a damp dish towel over one arm
and your hand on my waist
to dance and kiss
while the frig and Frank hum quietly.

We will wonder together:
how can life be boring – when there is warmth,
music, dirty dishes
and love?

© martha lee phelps

About Martha Phelps Studio ~ creative on purpose

...a meandering journal of a changing life and the unexpected graces it brings. Earlier posts may provide some history, but this series of writings aren't likely to follow a straight line as I explore topics such as raising kids, making choices, self discovery, the impact of change on a family and how to (hopefully) live with balance and purpose. www.marthaphelps.com
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