Sheltered in Place

My world is she, they, and he

She is bold, a quick wit, smart but

would rather not flaunt it. Plays

games, both indoor and outdoor. Prefers

making aces and side outs to

being stuck inside. Wants to feel

the wind in her hair and let

laughter float away on a

breeze. She is soft, with a gentle

heart. I see myself in

her strength.

They are quiet, reserved, wearing

their heart on their sleeve.

About to come of age. Excited for their first

(or not) drink. Art fills their world, as does

laughter. I melt in their eyes so

big and green. They wish they were back

on campus, with friends. They find

comfort in plants, tarot cards, and

watercolors. He is the love

of my life, a father full of unconditional

love. My husband, my lover, my friend. He makes

the entire room giggle, can make

fear go away with a hug or

a soft kiss. He is perfection, to

all of us. A man both gentle and

brave. Served our country, teaches, and

kicks about a ball. He has a surfer’s

soul and arms that make

me feel safe at home.