It is times like these where the sun is kind in the morning, where it kisses your skin with sweetness, where your toes are damp from the morning dew, where the world just here is happy to be alive- these birds, these buzzing flies, these trees. Thankful is how I feel this morning, humbled to the heart of me. I remember it last year, my belly swelling under my tops, the weight of my prayers and my sighs on my shoulders. But the kindness of the sun each morning kept me going, as our feet wandered their way to the little preschool.
A later version of this made it into my book, ‘There You Are’, a book of 34 poems about motherhood. You can find it in my Etsy shop here.
elisabeth pike 