My husband's great-grandmother handcrafted the linen sheet on our bed, now worn soft with time.
The top part of the sheet has intricate lace added to it, a testament to her countless hours of handiwork.
Through the lace, I saw the moonlight casting its ethereal glow upon our bed.
I paused, wondering, in the depths of her dreams, my husband's great-grandmother ever fathomed that her
creation would one day envelop her great-grandson's wife, evoking thoughts of her presence.
With a knowing smile, did she envision her great-grandchildren
and then Olivia and Gabriel cradled peacefully under her beautiful bedlinen?
The linen sheet guards sacred moments.
Harboring sweet secrets, veiling fears, and tenderly protecting as a shield
The moonlight bathes our bedroom, gently unveiling the sheet as if drawing back a curtain.
The nights seldom bring a chill; together, we slumber.
how beautiful
much love
Posted by: Jeanne | 17 July 2023 at 11:47 PM
What an amazing treasure!
Posted by: marilyn | 18 July 2023 at 02:09 AM
so lovely
Posted by: Diane Belforte Lewis | 18 July 2023 at 04:21 AM
Beautifully expressed, Corey…💕
Posted by: Kathy | 18 July 2023 at 07:23 AM
Beautiful reflection.
Posted by: Franki | 18 July 2023 at 08:13 AM
Oh my! So beautiful.
Posted by: Paula Tyner Hayden | 18 July 2023 at 03:38 PM
The lace is gorgeous. You must need to wash these by hand. So how old are they?
Posted by: Teddee Grace | 18 July 2023 at 11:51 PM
Your writing has a way of capturing thoughts into words. Moving and relatable. Thank you.
Love+hugs.
Mardog
Posted by: Mardog | 19 July 2023 at 07:55 PM
Poetic Romance 💞
Posted by: Colleen | 20 July 2023 at 02:04 AM