linen, and Sunday

White linen, and Sunday sunrise

 yellow light (soft,

with dust in the lines)

a slow dance performed on pale garment dyes

“Dad!!!  Mom!!! Wake up, breakfast!!”

Burnt toast, microwave bacon, and eggs-

Our toe head son, and his Sunday special

Well ,

dear, it’s seven years ago today…

and we’re still the best decision I ever made.

9 years ago today I fell (Cliffside, tempest stirred)

for the girl between the words.
*whisper, and a kiss on the forehead*

…sleep a while longer while I redo breakfast.