The Blood & The Bones

I know he is with us now and now two has become three.

But when it was just you and I, we were still a family to me.

We were unmade beds

And toys always in the tub

We were rainy puddles on the slanted porch

A yard full of weeds I never had time to pull

We were bedtime cuddles that last til morning

In that tiny old house I could barely afford

We were a kitchen table we could never eat at

So we did picnics in the living room

We were empty coffee cups and a dishes in the sink almost any day of the week

Favorite meals for just you and me

Unfolded clothes piled high in-the basket

Weekend adventures to see the grandparents

And a bookcase swelling with paperbacks I never got to read

But bedtime books enjoyed over and over because you loved them most

We were sleeping in and never sleeping enough

Rushing off to school and piano and sometimes when I had a little extra, the drive through

We were bacon on Saturdays and running out of dish soap

Doing it all together while I did it mostly on my own

We were messy, we were adventurers, we were best friends, we were love, we had nothing, we had enough

we always will be what I think of when someone says us

Just you and me.. and yes, now he makes three

But I’ll always cherish the days we were all we had and that was more than enough for me.

the blood

& the bones