K.S. Ballou writes, “Quite a feat, a feast of feats, in fact,
To find time to rest my feet & relax,
The snooze my snoring love once more employs,
Alert awaiting others’ awakening, my weary heart enjoys
Those short nine minutes between alarming sounds,
When rising for the day, my family surrounds,
All noise and sometimes argument,
Keeping my life lively, they are heaven-sent.
Much as I cherish those moments all alone,
It is the love we share that makes this house a home.”
Great shot and lovely poem!
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