
Wandering through stalls
On Bruges’ market day
we bought bread, cheese, flowers
then headed home to play
We romped and chatted, napped a bit,
awakened, opted to stay
within the walls of our wee flat,
neither tempted to stray
Perfect joy

Wandering through stalls
On Bruges’ market day
we bought bread, cheese, flowers
then headed home to play
We romped and chatted, napped a bit,
awakened, opted to stay
within the walls of our wee flat,
neither tempted to stray
Perfect joy

I fumble for the keys while keeping the banter going one more glance like that we'll christen the welcome mat

She has that unique quality.
You’ve seen it…
Up early in the morning; set to take on the world
Spring in her step, jiggle in her jog.
Fears nothing. Loves it all. Glides through the world, pure confidence.
How wondrous.