At our Creative Writing Group this morning we were looking at emotions and how to write them. Today’s one was Joy.
Out of work clothes, hardly recognisable
he walks across the square, two kids in tow.
One in a chair, pushed in front
a balloon flying Pooh-like from the back.
“For a moment, please, I need to go pee”
he rushes off, leaving me with unrequested responsibility.
“Heads up Jamie” seems to be the key
the balloon the ploy to unlock lost eyes
into a moment of joy.
Goodbyes are said
I stroke his cheek
his eyes release a smile
that leaves me weak.
© Sheila Ash, 20th June 2016