We lay on the couch
Giggling
Doing the stupid things
That only mothers and children do
When there’s a moment of free time

No smart phones
No television
No YouTube
No Instagram Snapchat or Facebook

Just us

I give you a playful butterfly kiss on your cheek
We laugh loudly and a little bit crazily
So I do it again
And again
And again
Happy to hear your joy
And feel the bond we have
Cutting through the white noise

You stop suddenly
Stilling your body and look me in the eye
Don’t write a poem about this, Mom
You say quite seriously

I wasn’t planning on it
I reply
But what’s a mom to do
Now that you’ve put the thought in my mind