tonight is our last night of
listening to the crickets;
watching the fireflies;
sneaking into the night for a breath of fresh air;
of listening
to the little
coos and poos
of the baby
(of the world)
together.
i love this porch.
this pagoda.
perfect for hanging
balloons and baby's laundry.
i love this place.
p.s.
porches are important places,
of course.
