I came home from work one afternoon.
And the house was oddly quiet
On the table I found these notes:
One from my daughter, she was at the gym
and one from my son, he had gone to his grandmother.
Suddenly I realized.
I was alone!
For two hours!
(a VERY rare thing)
The first hour I spent preparing dinner,
putting the washing on,
making a fire, lighting the candles
and the second hour
I spent sat on my arse,
looking in to the fire,
listning to the qiuetness,
thinking uninterupted thoughts
and not saying a single word.
It was a moment of utter peace!