Saturday, June 11, 2011

Holding Hands


I woke shortly after midnight.
Eilidh was grumbling,
Uncomfortable in her bed.
I needed to go to her


My hand was in David's,
Hidden under the pillows.
For a moment I was invincible -
But I had to let go.


I went through to her,
Turning her body
As she slumbered on
And kissed her sweet face.


Then back to bed:
To warmth and security,
To my husband
Who gives me strength...




2 comments:

Emma said...

That's lovely... Emma :)

Adele said...

I'm glad there is someone there for you like you are for Eilidh :)