A New Day
I wake before the sun, this is not new
The morning a friend, albeit alone
The tree silhouettes, contrast with fog
My feet hang over, grazing carpet
Arms stretch up, to the white ceiling
Safe I sit in warmth, ever protected
Standing I feel cool, as I grab sweats
Warmth gains anew, in a quiet home
The cat poised quietly, at her feet
Above the cat, she rests so calm
Brown hair draped, against white sheets
Linger a moment more, her gentle lips
Walk away I do, and protect her rest
I step quietly away, cat eyes tracking
Our boy sleeps, growing in real time
His room full, trophies and things
Still a kid, but certainly on the verge
A man he will become, a good one
Down the hall, a door closed tight
Open it I do, and in quiet step inside
The smell is unique, athletic musk
He sleeps quiet, his sanctuary zone
Away from it all, where he dreams
A man I am afraid, right before me
Down the hall, past laundry basket
The door closed, yet welcoming
Two twin beds, stuffy adorned
One with eye mask, mother's hair
The other peace, holding a blanket
They will be up next, I think to self
First the oldest, a bit later the youngest
I miss days past, fists on waking eyes
Nightgowns, princess dresses, footies
I walk downstairs alone, the day's first
Sit and await, my everything upstairs
I think to the future, and moments past
The day at hand, and the eternity to come
Where if wish can be granted, I will wait
Wait and watch, for as long as possible
For them to fully live, a life their own
Forgiving all, especially themselves
Choosing joy, even if it seems too late
Sit I will, as they tell me all about it
And if I may, a gentle breeze kiss to give
To remind, that life is but a dream
Until greeted once more, and ever more
By love's true grace, and dawn's new day
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