This poem was forwarded to me by a friend. Otto René Castillo was a Guatemalan revolutionary from the 1960s.
Soft jazz in a quiet corner, a good book to delight,
Bursts of activity in the home occasionally interrupting the quiet,
Screams of happy kids in the pool, the fun continues late into the night.
Older, more “mature”, young adults creating their own space,
Adults catching up, walks around the neighborhood, it is no race,
The mingling of the generations, the constant laughter we all embrace.
Food and conversation, the sound of the washing machine occasionally interrupting the chatter,
Breakfast, lunch, and dinner being prepared, with gatherings around the kitchen table that matter.
A late night at the amusement park, kids still excited, still on their own two feet, the parents still stable,
Warm and humid days, a languorous mood, catching a movie, food and drink around a restaurant table,
A vacation in Florida with siblings and families if you are able.