My Two Year Old’s Nightmare
What joyous moments I’ve had this night
As I calmed my daughter’s fright.
A blessing it was to hear her sigh?
In the protection of her Dad and I.
If I shift myself around,
Some more comfort can be found.
Instead I nuzzle her neck and hair
And think she will sense that I’m there.
A hint of perspiration and the great outdoors;
A fall breeze along the shore.
Too late for sleep the sun creeps in
Thoughts of laundry as the daily begins.
Unwrapping slowly from the bed,
Silently down the stairs I tread.
How sweet, how fragile, how young she sleeps.
While her parent’s vigil keep.
© Copyright 1-1-1975 David Dunn GetLifeRight.com
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My Two Year Old’s Nightmare
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The original poem by Dianne Dunn.
The window light suggests it’s not quite daytime,
Yet not enough night to apply myself to sleep.
My body is frozen into a position that is not quite comfortable.
It would be a simple thing, I guess, to slowly shift myself around,
Seeing that weightlessness, snug warmth I had found.
Instead. I’ll carefully nuzzle my little daughter’s hair,
She wont wake, I hope. It’s soft warmth is comforting.
She sought security, and warmth here between her Daddy and I.
What could have frightened her? Is it growing up that made her sigh?
Her hair has the fragrance of outdoors with a hint of perspiration.
Reflect on the similarity between the scent of her hair and the ocean.
Not such a mystery, I guess, when you analyze
The salt, the air, the water, and wind.
What ponderous ideas I’m having here
Wrapped around my child beside me dear.
Unwrapping slowly from the bed, silently, breathlessly, wordlessly tred
Downstairs to write my thoughts on paper,
Hopefully, saving it for some time later.
When I can reflect on how my little daughters’ hair,
One night when she needed me beside her there-
Felt like spun moss, smelled of ocean air.
How sweet, how fragile, how young she sleeps.
While her parents vigil keep.
© Copyright 1-1-1975 Dianne Dunn GetLifeRight.com
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