Monday, September 7, 2009

You Sleep, I Dream

Maverick,

I wrote this in the hotel watching you and Daddy sleep together after a long morning in Disneyland. I don't normally share this kind of stuff, poetry can be so personal, but I sort of loved this and so i am putting it out there. Sometimes watching you sleep inspires me to do great things, or tiny things. Either way, you and Tula are my inspiration for everything. I wrote this for you. Love you. ~Mommy

You sleep, I dream
Your comfort is my peace
While you rest, I breathe
Same air, sweet relief
You sleep, I dream

My angel, no wings
Take flight in your sleep
You slumber in my arms
I hold you in my heart
My angel, no wings

Your presence, my gift
Your life, through it I live
My world in your hands
Your wish is my command
Your presence my gift

And with every rise and fall of your chest,
I fall deeper.



3 comments:

Elaine Matson said...

Awesome poem Christa, heartfelt.

Jac said...

Fantastic poem Christa! LOVED it.

T.J. said...

Awesome poetry sister. Very beautiful!