Good Days · Love · Parenting

Wash Day

The way his hair sticks up just so in the back
the freckle on his chin

Her wild tangle of hair
and blueberry grin

The gentle way she washes his back
As he scrubs her toes

The bubbles fill the tub
They fill my heart

Until I think it could float to the ceiling
And burst

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