smiles

I am grateful for the color of his car, what it felt like when their little faces appeared, the smile on his face, the chance to write about it. I think to text him,

Is it too forward to say to a man, "I'd like to make you dinner and draw you a bath or whatever you would like."


And then one of those crazy emoji faces that should be a warning to others.
I think, maybe not, I don't know, but for just one moment he would smile because of something I said. And that makes me smile.




But not the smile she sends me daily. That smile is live giving.