happy little children

The Ones.

I gazed at them as we sat by the coal fire,
I watched as the little one rekindled the fire,
Amused by the way he adjusted the cauldron that sat on the coal pot,
The eldest stared at me,
Gently soliciting for the meat that quietly fried,
I looked at them and smiled,
Not a sign of worry in their clouds,
Such joy I felt as I watched them,
Chew at the chicken legs I eventually indulged them,
These are my people, I said to myself.
The ones who would stay even when my all is not well.

For Shina and Sheyi.
You rock my world. ? 

Day 16 of 100.

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