by Cruz Villareal
Life’s journey can be hard,
has a way of chipping at
in the morning, the fragrance
of flowers on Mother’s Day—
then, the stern lines
across my face
and fade away.
I reflect on the restful sounds of lullabies
and baby laughter—
I remember my children
and my children’s children,
playground swings and
Even the soft sensation of soapy bubbles
against weathered hands is a pleasant feeling.
And the soft feel of puppy fur against my face
brings comfort to my weary
age-ed mind and cranky disposition,
and life is good
Cruz Villarreal is a published local poet with a creative writing degree from Lansing Community College.
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