This weekend my oldest will be 6 and my youngest will be 2. I probably will be doing a lot of reflecting on my kids this week. To start out the week, I wanted to share a poem I wrote last year for all of them.
Longing For Our Nights
As you lay at night dreaming,
Peaceful and asleep.
I tiptoe to your bedside,
Quietly so you do not stir.
I bend down beside you,
And admire your angelic face.
I sit there for a moment,
Reflecting on our day.
These moments go by so quickly,
My days always seem fast paced.
I step over you to do things,
Sometimes ignore you call my name.
I leave to go to work at night,
Although I hear you scream.
But, at night when you are sleeping,
We share this little routine.
As you lay there dreaming,
I sit on the corner of your bed.
I rub your back, stroke your face,
And kiss your tender cheek.
I listen to you breathing,
and remind you that I love you.
I look forward to it each evening,
I await my time with you.
I’ll always cherish our special nights,
This quiet time we share.
I love you baby forever,
and always I’ll be there.
As you lay at night dreaming,
Peaceful and asleep.
I tiptoe to your bedside,
Quietly so you do not stir.
I bend down beside you,
And admire your angelic face.
I sit there for a moment,
Reflecting on our day.
These moments go by so quickly,
My days always seem fast paced.
I step over you to do things,
Sometimes ignore you call my name.
I leave to go to work at night,
Although I hear you scream.
But, at night when you are sleeping,
We share this little routine.
As you lay there dreaming,
I sit on the corner of your bed.
I rub your back, stroke your face,
And kiss your tender cheek.
I listen to you breathing,
and remind you that I love you.
I look forward to it each evening,
I await my time with you.
I’ll always cherish our special nights,
This quiet time we share.
I love you baby forever,
and always I’ll be there.
