Mama’s on the couch, leaning against Daddy

Heads tossed back, laughter mingling together

My brothers arguing good naturedly       

My sister curled up away from me, sleeping

These are a few of my favorite things

An open book in my lap, pages worn, torn

Music, slow and heady, background to our life

A warm mug of tea with milk and sugar, please!

Passing around freshly baked scones and cookies

The fruits of labor from within the kitchen

Sisters and mothers and aunts and nieces and

Grandmother, granddaughters, all dancing around

A candle lit against the dark sky beyond

Framed amber, chiaroscuro, glorious

These are a few of my favorite things

Family and friends and tea and books

Notebooks and pens, desserts galore

The warmth of a fire, curl of smiles

Favorite things sure make me laugh

But it’s really the moments that matter most.