Soothing hands, haunting eyes, undeniable wit and child-like mischief…

Withered through time, easily bruised, chipped nails….
Rough yet unkempt hands…
Reassuring grip…
Perfect.
My mothers’ hands

Almond shaped deep eyes.
Dark,lucid.
A Kohl black wonder.
Bursting at the seems gaze.
Poignant...papa s' eyes.

Wicked.
Flirtatious.
Dry humor walk hand in hand with slapstick comedy.
The laughter…the smirk…the roll-of-eyes….
My sisters’ wit…

Glee-filled voice…
The twinkle of the eye…
The naughty smile…
The manipulative mind…
My brothers’ mischief….

The reason why life seems a lot like heaven to me….