A Winter Moment

From those moments that become the kind of memories which — for an instant — make us believe our lives are or could be perfect.

Hearing you at the door
and running to open,
dogs pushing past and you standing
there in your old green waterproof,
face wet with rain,
drops sparkling in your lashes
as if lit by the light from your eyes.

— rjh

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