Babe in Arms
Friday, May 7, 2010 at 4:47AM He lay in my arms heavy
asleep
his face begins to tense
a frown at the corners of his mouth
he’s being pulled back to this world
from his sweet dream place
fearfully he opens his eyes
he stares into mine
relief
his lids drop
his body goes limp
the power of momness






Reader Comments (1)
Speaks to me in so many ways. Momness. I like that. Beautiful poem, Patty.