An Ordinary Day

the magic of an ordinary day

An ordinary day.
Nothing special going on.
No guests arriving, no parties planned.
Nowhere to need to be.
Just an ordinary day.
No storms on radar,
no projects needing finished.
A lazy sort of day.
Just an ordinary day
good for finishing a book
or taking a prolonged nap.
You both putter about the house.
Just a same old, same old kind of day
doing whatever you feel like doing.
Long conversations about nothing,
over cups of coffee on the porch.

An ordinary day full of dogs barking:
let me out, let me in, where's my treat?
Here's my toy, come play with me.
Wait. Squirrel! Let me out!
Just an ordinary day
where unscheduled friends just show up
for coffee or beer or this or that.
And that morphs into dinner later.
Just an ordinary day
when the lawn gets cut
and the air is scented
by newly mown grass.
Just a same old, same old kind of day
when the dishwasher is run
and someone's lost their phone
and Amazon arrives to barking dogs.

An ordinary sort of day
when we'll sit for hours on our computers,
playing games and swopping scores.
Not even talking; just breathing the same air.
Just an ordinary day
when I'm writing and he knows don't interupt.
But then he's in the garage building a something
or tinkering with this or that.
Just an ordinary day
when we'll decide to go out for an ice cream cone
because why not?
Even though we've had dessert already.
Just a same old, same old kind of day
when 'I love you' s are said
and we finish each other's sentences
and we laugh-- a lot!

Just an ordinary day
in our own little world
that is full of magic
just because!