night and day

Baby’s Breath

it was an incident that has not reoccured

but ever since on certain nights

he whispers breathe

the word warm against my neck

released because he fears

one day I may not wake

at breakfast he mentions nothing

of saying such a word to me

how he repeats it like mantra

and I say nothing to him

of recognizing his fear

I just hold his hand across the table

as he shares ribald tales

I laugh on cue while thinking

how lucky I am

 

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~ by justmorgan on September 9, 2012.

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