time spent making perfect snowballs
only to be destroyed
time well spent

pool toys
water is now calm
children ready for bed

make-up and heels
the door bell rings
new beginnings

too many bags
more than one trip
familiar smells

winter wind whips
on campus, kids rush to class
sweating up to the fourth floor

sitting in bed
relaxing in pajamas
time flies fast

blankets spread
fingers intertwined
star gazing

heat intensifies
train horn in the distance—
summer nights

condensation trickles
Mom's sweet tea
bug lands on book

singing by the fire
with all of my friends
is the only way to warm my heart

sparkly dresses
sweaty gym
. . . cute boys

Christmas
in the house
of someone else