Monday, January 23, 2012

No one Lives There Anymore

she baked cookies every tuesday
the children's faces beamed as they ran off the bus
straight to her front door
chocolate chip
peanut butter
sugar ~ colored with sprinkles
all heaped high on a plate
a pitcher of milk close by
her eyes twinkled
her soft smile
as she watched them devour 
her creations
were special
the day her husband's loving touch
came to an end
 and silence walked in and replaced it
the neighborhood children
seemed to help
their smiles and laughter
warmed her heart
the house is now empty
but the love still exists 
for those who knew her

until next time,