Saturday, November 08, 2008

Him

Autumn leaves falling, swirling, crunchy underfoot.

Fingers of his bigger hand intertwined with mine.

Daughters and dog stroll four steps ahead along leafy-gold park paths.

He plucks a flower, for me.

Kiss.

I hug his arm closer.

Contentment in the afternoon.

Is this the essence of love?

4 comments:

tony said...

Together.In The Same Direction.Yes! It's The Essense Me Thinks........

tshsmom said...

Yup, that's love!

Joyce said...

How beautiful!

Cherie said...

Tony, YES! Same direction. Hadn't noticed that and you did. Perfect.

Tshs: Sweet, eh ?

Joyce: Yep, thanks!