life is good

it is such a simple phrase, and it fluttered from your lips in natural rhythm

between tinyspoon bites

of mojito gelato

as we walked past the Opera House and you sang a one-second aria and laughed.

the feather at your feet reminded me of gifts: friendship, laughter, sharing, and tenderness of heart.

These things that make life good, even when life is hard, and sad.

you don’t know the kaleidoscope of thoughts and feelings that spun in my being when you said those words. How could you?

but what a beautiful image it made in my heart;

you reminding me that life is good

and Dad telling me to pay attention.