Sleeping Beauty

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This is a poem I wrote about my daughter Anna, who is 3. I was working late the other night, and when I came home found that she had been scared or something and was asleep in our bed. When I laid down, she must have sensed that I was home and rolled over and put her arm around me. I was so moved that I sat up and in total darkness wrote this poem. (I couldn't read it until the next morning.)

Submitted: February 07, 2008

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I just returned home from a night working late

To-do lists and schedules shape my mental state

I found you in our bed lying there by your mother

Your sweet little feet sticking out from the cover

I lay down beside you and try to wind down

Your deep restful breathing is such a nice sound

I try to relax and fall off to sleep

A brief precious respite, I won’t make a peep

Just then you turn toward me still deep in your dreams

Your arm drapes across me, you’re waking it seems

But you do not awaken, you make not a sound

You simply could tell that your dad was around

And as you lay there with your hand on my cheek

I felt my eyes welling and started to weep

I sat up in darkness and just had to write

I love you my princess, sweet dreams and goodnight.


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