May Day

no alarm to wake by this morning, a rare occurence. 
latte delivered.
move slow.
very slow.

laundry, a constant.
scrape peeling paint off window sills.
it is much more pleasant to scrape peeling paint with the knowledge that little children will one day set their chins on those sills to peer out the windows.

off to graduation.
fairest lord jesus sung sweet and clear.
I am thankful that my children make beautiful music and enjoy sweet fellowship. 
I am thankful to be part of that community.
I don't cry a tear. 
until later.

soccer in the sun.
girls that run like gazelles,
that don't back off,
that play with intensity on their faces,
that shake off the loss and tell each other "goodbye!  have a good weekend!"

a 50th birthday party.
kids everywhere, eager and excited.
laughs aplenty.
dear friends.
time becomes even more precious.

home as the sun goes down.
may day complete.

(art credit:  Come What May by dazeychic on Etsy)