'content' is my living room on a rainy summer morning

 

sausage and fried eggs let their ribbons of steam slip teasingly around great-grandaddy's grandaddy's furniture

tangibly mixing with the scent of sticky sweet cinnamon rolls

 

the Eagles float lazily from dusty old speakers

     'take it easy, take it easy'

rain beating soothingly on the big window

 

Daddy singing along in a rich lyrical tenor

the boys streaking through the kitchen

 

Ana and Kaitlin emerging sleepily from filtered-sun lit bedrooms

and Mama calling for breakfast