last night
when I tucked you in under your pink quilt
with the green frogs on it,
I crawled into bed behind you and
we spooned.
I scratched your smooth back
while I sang
Scarborough Fair –
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme –
and stroked your round cheek
with the back of my hand
after the final refrain.
Then we felt each other’s muscles
and giggled.
For our daughter, when she was 7.
7 responses to “spooning with you”
this was sweet
Thank you so much T.J.
This is precious. 🙂
Thank you Sarah, I’m glad you liked it 🙂
Andrea, was just introduced to your blog today via WordPress. I am not a poet nor would I ever claim to be….but I’ve so enjoyed reading your words! Thanks for reminding me today of beauty and life.
What a beautiful thing to write! Thank you so much for stopping by – you’ve reminded me of the power of encouragement. Thank you 🙂
I am a friend of John and Sherry’s and have met your mom many times… I stumbled onto your blog today and I am truly enjoying your writing.