A Gentle Hello

Hearing your sweet hello echo in my thoughts, I made my way back inside from the porch as dusk turned to night. It felt so nice to be greeted. I climbed up onto the deep armchair where a soft knitted throw was draped over the side. Nestling down into the gentle fold of the wool, I pulled a corner over my lap like a small bedtime pocket. Looking toward the soft lamplight, I gave a quiet little wave just for you, feeling warm and safe inside.