Copacetic. A little poem about a couple good moments.

Copacetic

I silently peeked around the doorway
to check on the dog
and he turned his head toward me,
simultaneously. He felt me before I got there.
I looked at my daughter
as she walked toward me in the hall
and she said,
"I love you, too, mom."
She had read my heart, my eyes, me.
These are moments I adore.
Moments of love in balance.