4:20am
can't sleep
pull back the covers
lightfooted I tread
into the silence
computer screen glares
as the machines hum and
whir.............
the faintest of whispers
electric conversations
boys sleeping soundly
the night air feels empty
foreboding even
so back to the covers I creep
to warmth and security and...........silence
1 comment:
WOW! I love this, Katie! Your descriptions are brilliant...felt like I was right there. This is beautiful!
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