This Morning in the Kitchen

 

“Look, Mommy! Dust molecules!”

 

I hadn’t noticed the floating dots.

 

I hadn’t seen them until you galloped through

You, fresh creature, illuminating the specks

You danced together

 

I swear I saw a flash of light not originally a part of the sun shaft

as you gamboled, cheerful and delighted

 

Delightful was your light, dancing in the dust

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