Secret of Life

Secret of Life
by Janet Granger

I watch my children as they
dive into black chocolate pudding,
licking humming with pleasure.
My oldest points to the clouds at sunset,
naming his favorite colors, proudly.
The younger one explores the soft satin
of my robe with his fingers, and puts his
small head down on my shoulder,
a perfect fit, under my chin.
I smell his clean, soft hair, still damp
from the bath.
As I put him down to bed,
I tickle him to hear
his deep belly laugh, which always makes me smile.

It took my children to show me
the wonder.

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