What’s new

Hello everyone! Just a note to let you all know Betty is still alive and kicking. Since returning home from Haiti I’ve had a hard time writing. Oh many stories have been crafted but placing that final polish has been a challenge.

Polishing those stories has also been further hampered by the fact my truck was broken into and my laptop was stolen with every original story ever written by yours truly. During my haste to perfect my knowledge of the new laptop I failed to back anything up so there you have it! A writer without a pen or muse.

What’s new?

I am currently assigned to the Rim fire in Yosemite valley thusly my time continues to be limited, but I promise more to come in the next few days as I try my best to write from my phone!

Happy days ahead

Betty…..

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Things she never sees

Placing covers over her at night she now sleeps safe and warm

Lock the doors, turn out the lights, nothing out of the norm

So peaceful at rest, like a child whose soul is pure

Kiss her head, settle in close, hearing her breath is my allure

 

It’s the things she never sees

 

The sun rises and coffee is made, a cup for two

I hold her cup and gaze with love an emotion you can’t undo

Some mornings are happy others are hard

With children you do what you can without regard

 

It’s the things she never sees

 

Laundry finished, horses fed, every turn I see her face

She’s off to work no time to waste she cannot stay in place

My day is long and lonely it’s true

Chores, simple tasks and little things I do for you

 

It’s the things she never sees

 

The afternoon arrives and I wait to see

Her smile, her grace, where can it be

A hug, a kiss, a touch is all I ask

Reaffirmation of promises past

 

It’s the things she never sees

 

She strolls to the barn a look so sublime

I act as though I am busy but my eyes do track her line

She doesn’t know how beautiful she is even though I tell her so

My heart stops when she smiles, left sad whenever she goes

 

It’s the things she never sees

 

Showers done, kids are down there is no time to spare

Fast asleep upon the couch, nothing left for her to share

Wash the dishes, clean the kitchen it’s onto the next day

Sit next to her tired soul, watch a show I won’t get in the way.

 

It’s the things she never sees

 

Lights turned off it’s up to bed

I help to guide her sleepy head

Pajama time, then with a leap

A movie on, a wink, a smile and she is fast asleep

 

It’s the things she never sees

 

She always smells of lavender or some romantic flower

I touch her softly hoping she can feel loves undying power

Saying I love you are words that come from deep within my heart

I dream of a time when we no longer feel the need to part

 

It’s the things she never sees

 

Placing covers over her at night she now sleeps safe and warm

Lock the doors turn out the lights, nothing out of the norm

So peaceful at rest, like a child whose soul is pure

Kiss her head, settle in close, hearing her breath is my allure

 

It’s the things she never sees