Monday, July 28, 2014

my guys sleep

In the wee morning hours
I love to watch my guys sleep
Our son's head drooped back
Lips parted like the Red Sea 
Snuggled in my arms with no regard for whether they will tire
Soft breaths whispering gently
I'm here
(Sweet relief)
A man in the making
But for now
Peaceful
Trusting
Dependent
Within earshot 
Lay the king of the castle
Lips beckoning, even now
Broad shoulders at ease
Unbridled strength on guard
(Oh the irony)
A legend to be sure
But for now
Peaceful
Resting
Vulnerable
In the wee morning hours
I give teary eyed thanks as my guys sleep
Safe
Here
Mine.