She rests.

beyond the deep blue velvet curtain
of making breakfast
folding towels
sweeping garage
checking homework
unloading dishwasher
paying bills
scrubbing earsgrace extended
hangs a gossamer sheer
a fine and fragile barely there veil
thin as a breath
every night she pulls it aside
crawls through to her life beyond
and
she rests.

Jaylene Whitehurst
Thursday, April 04, 2013

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One thought on “She rests.

  1. Heather said, “yes pretty much”  when I read your post to her.  She “got it” at this stage in her life.  Kind of good on this side of life, isn’t it?

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