Backyard Bliss

There are just some days,



days that come at the end of the summer,



when there is a hint of cool breeze in the air,



enough sun to discover a shadow,






and enough darkness to see eyes twinkle,



when there is enough sas to go around...



twice,



and time and space for pickin' and pickin'



when beauty is obvious and abundant,



and little ones build a little more of this dream I call life.



There are some days.

And they are bliss.