When he comes home.

I get a kiss.
I get a hug.
He gives me that look.
Abby runs to him, "DAAAAAADDDY".
He's been gone for 13 hours.
He's gotta be tired.
He disappears to get his big boots off.
Comes back with his lawn mowing shoes on.
"Gotta mow, he says."

2-3 days ago he went out to the hot garage after his boots were off and his stomach was full.
Fixed up an old second hand bike for his little girl.
Her eyes were sparklin' while she helped her daddy,
when she rode up the sidewalk they shined.
Her big new bike that daddy fixed after a long day of work.

We've been talking a lot lately.
Like friends.
My heart feels good when we really talk.
He adores me, he says- before we fall asleep.
Well, I think we're even.
My adoration, my heart, they're his.






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