Sunday, November 30, 2008

Naughty or Nice

I whisper in the darkness "oh dear it's almost Christmas" and you mumble through your sleeping sounds something I can not comprehend. I glance back at the bedside clock and see that it is 3 am so I start to imagine Christmas day as I snuggle in my spot. There isn't much you could do for me, my mind racing instead of sleeping. So I listen to your heart and breath and wonder what you dream. And then as if you hear my thoughts you turn and mumble to me another thing I wish I heard between your tired lips. So I gaze at you in the darkened room when I know I should be resting for it's December dear and with holidays near I can hardly close my eyes.

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