an evening poem.

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in the dark of your room
you didn't want me to put you down.
your cry wailed and your arms reached up saying
"moma, pick me up."

so i did.

in the dark of your room
i held you.
rocking you back and forth,
stroking you hair and patting your back.

then you calmed.

in the dark of your room
i laid next to you.
your forehead touching my cheek,
and your congested little breaths tickling my nose.

and you slept.

in the dark of your room
i was present.
it was just you in my arms and the fan wafting air over us.
i could see our silhouette through the light of the sheer curtains.

in the dark of your room
moma and daughter
embracing.
simple. serene. silent.
sleeping babe.

beautiful.




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Ma Mom said…
You are on you way.
Peaceful
15/4/13
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