Insomnia, 4 a.m.
Baby's kicking
Together we pace the night
Energy sapped from the day floods in
That cabinet can be set to rights
We crave the crunch of a green apple
There are those thank-you notes to write
Our hearts are pumping hard
And my eyes fill
This blessed night, this blessed life
3 comments:
So lovely.
I hope you made it back to bed.
Yes, blessed life! Enjoy the kicks! I sure am:-)
That's lovely. So glad you're feeling well. Aren't the kicks a kick? :)
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