via Daily Prompt: Filter

As Mom shouts out,

“Did you sift the flour?”

Dad knowingly answers, “Extra protein”

As he passed by with his ever witty one liners

I chuckle while I knead the dough,

Fingers sticky, clumping,

Binding: wet and dry.

An example of life, the mixture

Between, him and her,

I’ve gained perspective, a balanced heart

Of how the world works; how not to fall apart

She sheltered me, showed me how to love and be loved

He held grace, like that of a leaf in the river

Moving one with life, raw and natural—no filter.