Posts Tagged ‘catching the kisses as heaven blows them’

Grace found me this week wearing work gloves, while my heart  wore soft bright  frocks and twirled beneath the pear blossoms listening hopeful for tender whispers and watching for signs of love. And always they came dressed as long slow rambles with the dogs, provision wrapped in surprise, muscles worked strong and stretched smooth by sure hands, flowers plunked smiling into cans…