when she looks at me like this
~
i give her a treat. fill her water dish with fresh water. let her outside to go potty.
ask her what she wants even though she can't hear a word i say,
and still she looks at me. like this.
so i sit on the couch and she sits near me.
life in her world is good again.
life in this little boy's world is pretty darn good, too
{maybe all you really need to be happy is a shovel and some sand}
and
these girls who laughed and jumped and jumped some more
well, life in their world is really great
even though they probably ache from all the jumping they did
this mocking bird
oh lordy, she lives on the beach
so life in her world is spectacular
and
last but not least, pretty shells.
life in their world is amazing because they're going home with me.
to wisconsin. to the cold.
to be put in a really cool vase on my kitchen island.
~
okay, maybe amazing is a bit over the top. for all i know they're pissed.
totally upset that i took them from the only beach they've ever known.
separated from their siblings and other family members.
okay maybe not...snort
but i think i do have the beginnings of my first children's book.
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