Lay It Down
To bring it to a flame
I like it, I want it
I intend to keep it
As long as you let me
It simply is this
You move me
You always have
Stephen Pursell, 3/26/15
I wonder if you will blow on it
I watch it, I stir it
It's a simple ember
But not glitzy and showy
It's peaceful and wondrous
It's tender and selfless
It's gentle and breezy and sweet
It's simple
You touched me
You looked me over
I felt it when you sat next to me
I will tell you
Considering that I never have before
It is about you
It is about the children
Where does this come from?
Why do I talk this way?
That is the beauty of it
It never would be
It's not about me
Give you some time to breathe
Just wanting to hold you up
Something
Drive the kids somewhere
Cook, rub your feet
Do the shopping, do the laundry
To fill a gap in your busy life
Do something to contribute
Just wanting to lighten your load
So I dream of serving you
But it is a beautiful thing
That wouldn't be easy
You are a Lioness
You have cubs to look after
Awareness of the struggle
There is honesty, simplicity
Indeed just the opposite
No impossibly grandiose dreams
There is no fantasy
I am no longer a kid
It's not idolatrous
But a lot, plenty
I have many other things to consider
Not all the time
I think of you a lot