thanksgiving

I am dreaming of being home with those I love.  Holding my daughter close.  Feeling the solidness of her body when she crawls on me like a jungle gym.  Lying in bed talking with my partner.  The three of us being outside in the autumn.  Walking and being close together.  Listening to a record in the morning, sunlight through the windows, coffee and pancakes.  I'm dreaming of hunting and fishing.  Of rocks, dirt, old leaves, and insects.  Of wind, sun, the stars at night, clouds and the moon.