Long Summer

February 4, 2010

drifting to wake

Filed under: family — by dbmamaz @ 10:08 am
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I know, this was supposed to be a home school blog, but once I started writing . . . please, excuse the digression . . .

drifting to wake

barking dog rouses me
gray dawn opens my eyes
heat pump roars at february morn.
Overheated, I’m ready to begin
shower, lesson plans, dinner prep.
My love, the night owl, says he’s awake.
Always cold in the morning,
his knee pins my legs,
his arm drapes across my back.
I pull the covers over his shoulder,
warm hand rests on cold skin,
and he is asleep again.
As with so many babies,
i lie still and listen to him
breathing slowly in my arms.
My racing thoughts slow
and i drift.

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2 Comments »

  1. I really love this poem, it is how I drift to wake each morning…thanks for sharing!

    Comment by slpmartin — February 4, 2010 @ 4:52 pm |Reply

  2. It’s lovely!

    Comment by Tacie — February 9, 2010 @ 6:50 pm |Reply


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