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Oct 17, 2008
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Basking In The Calm
I survey my world while comfortably
stretched out in my chair - I turn to the right.
My love is curled up on the couch, face relaxed
A slight smile.
Buried in a book - reading himself off into the world of firepower.
Our paperwork and relocation is taken care of.
There's nothing left to panic over.
I turn to the left.
Jai-ja is happily polishing tuna gravy off her whiskers.
Her thunderous purr is the only sound in the room
Occasionally interrupted by a page being turn.
Our living room looks like a warehouse.
Bins stacked neatly all over.
Ready to be shoveled into a truck.
Our worldly possessions meticulously labeled.
Waiting for action.
The upstairs is sparkling and clean.
And will remain unused.
We know soon, the flurry of activity will resume.
Moving, unpacking, paperwork.
Getting our affairs in order.
The bustling of work.
School every day.
And both of us stretched to the max.
In hopes for future gain.
A springtime union will continue to be planned.
But for now, we bask in the calm.
As if being pulled.
I look back over to the right.
Our eyes meet
And we smile.
Because we know we got it right this time.
And for the first time ever.
We're on the same page.
Filled with confidence, and hope
That everything is going to be all right.....
stretched out in my chair - I turn to the right.
My love is curled up on the couch, face relaxed
A slight smile.
Buried in a book - reading himself off into the world of firepower.
Our paperwork and relocation is taken care of.
There's nothing left to panic over.
I turn to the left.
Jai-ja is happily polishing tuna gravy off her whiskers.
Her thunderous purr is the only sound in the room
Occasionally interrupted by a page being turn.
Our living room looks like a warehouse.
Bins stacked neatly all over.
Ready to be shoveled into a truck.
Our worldly possessions meticulously labeled.
Waiting for action.
The upstairs is sparkling and clean.
And will remain unused.
We know soon, the flurry of activity will resume.
Moving, unpacking, paperwork.
Getting our affairs in order.
The bustling of work.
School every day.
And both of us stretched to the max.
In hopes for future gain.
A springtime union will continue to be planned.
But for now, we bask in the calm.
As if being pulled.
I look back over to the right.
Our eyes meet
And we smile.
Because we know we got it right this time.
And for the first time ever.
We're on the same page.
Filled with confidence, and hope
That everything is going to be all right.....
— infinite_dwarf, Oct 17, 2008
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Eduardo Cruz
17 years 7 months ago
Jess,
Kailashana
17 years 7 months ago
Oh… this brings back
rider68
17 years 7 months ago
Jess
prayersbyPatty
17 years 7 months ago
Jess
orgami
17 years 7 months ago
the fed of the hunger
infinite_dwarf
17 years 7 months ago
~O
infinite_dwarf
17 years 7 months ago
Thanks all!!
poewriter58
17 years 7 months ago
Jess
Eduardo Cruz
17 years 7 months ago
Congrats!!
Rett
17 years 7 months ago
Well, better late than never...
theladyblue
17 years 7 months ago
Whoot!!!
prayersbyPatty
17 years 7 months ago
Whoop there it is
Barbara Writes
17 years 7 months ago
This was a good
orgami
17 years 7 months ago
Orgami reply #2