musing

I'm a little girl again
holding my daddy's hand
walking through the park
picking flowers (and leaves)
go home to hot cocoa
and make playdough pies
snuggle up with a blanket
get a kiss good night
and an answering smile
as he turns off the light
I awaken from my reverie
while walking by myself
gathering flowers (and leaves)
go home to dry bread
and a cup of cold tea
snuggle up with a blanket
it's a very cold night
the moon is not smiling
and I turn off the light.